And Alpheus, of rivers the pride,
Rejoicing in my ſongs, do thou
Incline thine ear, propitious to my vow, 30
Bleſſing, with a bounteous hand,
The rich hereditary land
EPODE I.Meaſures 10.
Through their late lineage down. No power can actions paſs'd,
Whether deeds of right or wrong,
As things not done recall, 35
Not even time, the father, who produces all;
Yet can Oblivion, waiting long,
Gathering ſtrength
Through the length
Of proſperous times, forbid thoſe deeds to laſt: 40
Such force has ſweetly-healing joy
The feſtering ſmart of evils to deſtroy,
STROPHE II.Meaſures 16.
When felicity is ſent
Down by the will ſupreme with full content:
Thy Daughters, Cadmus, they 45
Greatly wretched here below,
Bleſs'd ever more, this mighty truth diſplay. No