eeWhat melting strains salute my eas,
Without the portal’s bound?
Page, eall the bards — the song we'll here
Beneath this roof resound.
e kings — the stripling hiess
So spake «
He quick returns; — te monarch exies,
Old man, be welcome here! *
“ALil, mighty ciefs of high renowns
ail, bea
Whose smiles the genial banquet crown,
ofs dames,
toons, match
‘Whose glance esch breast indlames!
Ab, scene too bright! with down - east eyes,
fu haste Veh
My rash presumption owat
A my fond suprise,
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With dows-cast looks, the song he rem
‘The full-ton'd harp replys
The knights grow Gerce, their eye.
alls glar'ds
Eneh tender fair-one sigh'd.
The king applauds the dhelling strai
Ana straight decrees a golden chins
To deck the tunefiel bard.
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abe fur feom me the golden chai
TIL suits the profiee'd meed.
To sume bold knight ‘mid yonder
Be then the gift decreed.
Os, let the upright chaneellor
‘The load, with other burdens, bear:
To me such gift were vain
“As chants the bisd on yonder bough
So ows my artlefs lay 5
And well the artlefs strains dat fuw;
The wmneful task repay
Yor, daro I ask, this boon be mine
A goblet fll with choicest wine, —
‘On me the draught bestow.
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He lifts the cup and qualfy the wine,
0, nectar'd juice, he cties,
O blest abode, where dranghts divine,
Unvalued gifts yo prin
Al, thank your stars, with heart as erney
{Mid all your joys, ag 1 thank yous
For this xich eup of wine!