ODES.
AN ODE TO THE SUN,
FOR THE NEW YEAR 1707.
Augur, et fulgente decorus arcu
Phœbus acceptusque novem camœnis,
Qui salutari levat arte fessos
Corporis artus;
Alterum in lustrum meliusque semper
HOR.Proroget ævum.
Phœbus acceptusque novem camœnis,
Qui salutari levat arte fessos
Corporis artus;
Alterum in lustrum meliusque semper
HOR.Proroget ævum.
I.
Begin, celestial Source of light!
To gild the new-revolving sphere,
And from the pregnant womb of Night
Urge on to birth the infant year.
Rich with auspicious lustre rise, 5
Thou fairest regent of the skies!
Conspicuous with thy silver bow:
To thee, a god, 't was giv'n by Jove
To rule the radiant orbs above,
To Gloriana this below. 10
Begin, celestial Source of light!
To gild the new-revolving sphere,
And from the pregnant womb of Night
Urge on to birth the infant year.
Rich with auspicious lustre rise, 5
Thou fairest regent of the skies!
Conspicuous with thy silver bow:
To thee, a god, 't was giv'n by Jove
To rule the radiant orbs above,
To Gloriana this below. 10
II.
With joy renew thy destin'd race,
And let the mighty months begin;
Let no ill omen cloud thy face;
Thro' all thy circle smile serene.
With joy renew thy destin'd race,
And let the mighty months begin;
Let no ill omen cloud thy face;
Thro' all thy circle smile serene.
