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THE EPISODE OF NISUS AND EURYALUS.


I fear, relax'd with midnight dews,
The strings their former aid refuse."
With poison tipt, his arrow flies,
Deep in my tortur'd heart it lies:
Then loud the joyous Urchin laugh'd:—
"My bow can still impel the shaft:
'Tis firmly fix'd, thy sighs reveal it;
Say, courteous host, canst thou not feel it?"


THE EPISODE OF NISUS AND EURYALUS.[1]

A PARAPHRASE FROM THE "ÆNEID," LIB. 9.

Nisus, the guardian of the portal, stood,
Eager to gild his arms with hostile blood;
Well skill'd, in fight, the quivering lance to wield,
Or pour his arrows thro' th' embattled field:
From Ida torn, he left his sylvan cave,[2]
And sought a foreign home, a distant grave.

  1. [Lines 1–18 were first published in P. on V. Occasions, under the title of "Fragment of a Translation from the 9th Book of Virgil's Æneid."
  2. Him Ida sent, a hunter, now no more,
    To combat foes, upon a foreign shore;
    Near him, the loveliest of the Trojan band,
    Did fair Euryalus, his comrade, stand;
    Few are the seasons of his youthful life,
    As yet a novice in the martial strife:
    The Gods to him unwonted gifts impart,
    A female's beauty, with a hero's heart.—[P. on V. Occasions.]
    From Ida torn he left his native grove,
    Through distant climes, and trackless seas to rove.—[Hours of Idleness.]