ON THE PLATONIC IDEA, AS IT WAS UNDERSTOOD BY ARISTOTLE. YE sister pow'rs, who o'er the sacred groves That great original by nature chos'n Of common nature with ourselves, exists Apart, and occupies a local home. Whether, companion of the stars, he spend Eternal ages, roaming at his will From sphere to sphere the tenfold heav'ns, or dwell On the moon's side, that nearest neighbours earth, Or torpid on the banks of Lethe sit Among the multitude of souls ordain'd To flesh and blood, or whether (as may chance) Never the Theban seer, whose blindness prov'd In secret vision; never him the son Of Pleione, amid the noiseless night Descending, to the prophet-choir reveal'd; Him never knew th' Assyrian priest, who yet The ancestry of Ninus chronicles, And Belus, and Osiris, far-renown'd; Nor even thrice great Hermes, although skill'd So deep in myst'ry, to the worshippers Of Isis show'd a prodigy like him. And thou, who hast immortaliz'd the shades Of Academus, if the schools receiv'd This monster of the fancy first from thee, To thy republic, or thyself evinc'd A wilder fabulist, go also forth. TO HIS FATHER. Oн that Pieria's spring would thro' my breast No rill, but rather an o'erflowing flood! All meaner themes renounc'd, my muse, on wings For thee, my Father! howsoe'er it please, With thy son's treasures, and the sum is nought; Nought, save the riches that from airy dream In secret grottos, and in laurel bow'rs, I have, by golden Clio's gift, acquir'd. Verse is a work divine; despise not thou Verse therefore, which evinces (nothing more) Man's heavenly source, and which, retaining still Some scintillations of Promethean fire, Bespeaks him animated from above. The Gods love verse; the infernal Pow'rs them selves Confess the influence of verse, which stirs In verse the Delphic priestess, and the pale Hangs verse, both when he smites the threat'ning bull, And when he spreads his reeking entrails wide |