[Page 330]

ODE to MEMORY.

1748.

I.
1 O Memory! celestial maid!
2 Who glean'st the flow'rets cropt by time;
3 And, suffering not a leaf to fade,
4 Preserv'st the blossoms of our prime;
5 Bring, bring those moments to my mind
6 When life was new, and Lesbia kind.
[Page 331]
II.
7 And bring that garland to my sight,
8 With which my favour'd crook she bound;
9 And bring that wreath of roses bright
10 Which then my festive temples crown'd.
11 And to my raptur'd ear convey
12 The gentle things she deign'd to say.
III.
13 And sketch with care the Muse's bow'r,
14 Where Isis rolls her silver tide;
15 Nor yet omit one reed or flow'r
16 That shines on Cherwell's verdant side;
17 If so thou may'st those hours prolong,
18 When polish'd Lycon join'd my song.
IV.
19 The song it 'vails not to recite
20 But sure, to sooth our youthful dreams,
21 Those banks and streams appear'd more bright
22 Than other banks, than other streams:
23 Or by thy softening pencil shewn,
24 Assume they beauties not their own?
V.
25 And paint that sweetly vacant scene,
26 When, all beneath the poplar bough,
27 My spirits light, my soul serene,
28 I breath'd in verse one cordial vow;
29 That nothing should my soul inspire,
30 But friendship warm, and love entire.
[Page 332]
VI.
31 Dull to the sense of new delight,
32 On thee the drooping Muse attends;
33 As some fond lover, robb'd of sight,
34 On thy expressive pow'r depends;
35 Nor would exchange thy glowing lines,
36 To live the lord of all that shines.
VII.
37 But let me chase those vows away
38 Which at ambition's shrine I made;
39 Nor ever let thy skill display
40 Those anxious moments, ill repaid:
41 Oh! from my breast that season rase,
42 And bring my childhood in its place.
VIII.
43 Bring me the bells, the rattle bring,
44 And bring the hobby I bestrode;
45 When pleas'd, in many a sportive ring,
46 Around the room I jovial rode:
47 Ev'n let me bid my lyre adieu,
48 And bring the whistle that I blew.
IX.
49 Then will I muse, and pensive say,
50 Why did not these enjoyments last?
51 How sweetly wasted I the day,
52 While innocence allow'd to waste?
53 Ambition's toils alike are vain,
54 But ah! for pleasure yield us pain.

    Text

    • TEI/XML [chunk] (XML - 34K / ZIP - 5.1K) / ECPA schema (RNC - 357K / ZIP - 73K)
    • Plain text [excluding paratexts] (TXT - 2.0K / ZIP - 1.3K)

    Facsimile

    Images

    All Images (ZIP - 6.6M)

    PDF

    All Images (PDF - 2.1M)

    About this text

    Title (in Source Edition): ODE to MEMORY. 1748.
    Themes: memory; ambition
    Genres:
    References: DMI 26734

    Text view / Document view

    Source edition

    A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. IV. London: printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley, 1763 [1st ed. 1758], pp. 330-332. 6v.: music; 8⁰. (ESTC T131163)

    Editorial principles

    The text has been typographically modernized, but without any silent modernization of spelling, capitalization, or punctuation. The source of the text is given and all editorial interventions have been recorded in textual notes. Based on the electronic text originally produced by the ECCO-TCP project, this ECPA text has been edited to conform to the recommendations found in Level 5 of the Best Practices for TEI in Libraries version 3.0.

    Other works by this author