a A | present | deity! | 7 they shout a / round, ng | | 7 A present deity! | 7 the vaulted roofs re 1 1 | bound. 7||| 7 With | ravish'd | ears 7 17 the monarch | 1 hears, 71 7 As sumes the god, 7 | 7 af | fects to nod, 71 7 And | seems to | shake the / spheres. 7||| 7 The | praise of Bacchus, | thea, 7 1 7 the sweet mu sician | sung: 71 7 7 0f | Bacchus | ever fair and ever | young. 7 71 | Flush'd with a purple I grace, 7 | 1 | l Sweet is pleasure | after | pain. 7||| | vain 7 | thrice 7 1 7 he | slew the slain. 7 | ! 7 a 7 The master | saw the madness | rise, 7 | 7 His glowing | cheeks, 7 | 7 his | ardent | eyes, 7 | 17 And I while he | heaven and | earth de l fy'd 71 1 7 7 He / sung Da | rius, 7 | | great, and I good! 7 | 7 By | too se | vere a | fate, 7 | | Fallen fallen | fallen || fallen! ||| | Fallen | 7 from his high es | tate, 7 | 7 And | weltering | 7 in his | blood. 7 111 7 De / serted, | 7 at his , utmost I need, 711 7 By | those 7 17 his former | bounty | fed, 71 On the bare 7 | earth, 717 ex | posed he i lies, 71 my With | not a | friend 7 | 7 to close his eyes. 111 7 With | downcast | look 7 1 7 the joyless | victor | sate, 7 || 7 Re | volving, | 7 in his , alter'd | soul, 7 || 7 The various | turns of fate be | low; 7 | 1 7 7 And now and I then, 7 | 7 a sigh he / stole 7 And | tears began to | flow. 711 7 The mighty | master | smild 7 1 7 to see | 7 That | love 7 1 7 was in the next de | gree. Il 'Twas but a kindred | sound to ' move: 71 1 7 For | pity | melts the mind to I love. 7||| Never ending, I still be ginning, I If the world be worth thy | winning, I Think 0 | think it worth en 1 joying!!!! Lovely | Thais | sits be | side thee. | | | Take the good the gods pro | vide thee. 1 1 1 7 The many | rend the skies 7 | 7 with | loud ap | | plause: 711 So 7 | Love was crown'd: 71 17 but | Music | won the cause. 7||| his | pain, 7|| ny 7 And | sigh'd and look'd 7| | sigh'd and I look'd 1 7| | sigh’d and look'd 7 | 7 and / sigh'd a | gain. 7111 7 At | length, 7 | 7 with | love and I wine 717 at | 7 once op | prest, 71 7 The | vanquish'd | victor | sunk a | upon her | breast. 711 17 : 7 And | rouse him | 7 with a rattling | peal of thunder. 7|| Hark! 7| | hark! 7| | 7 the horrid / sound 711 7 Has | rais’d up his head, 7| 7 as a wak’d | | | from the dead, 71 7 And, a | maz’d he / stares a | round. 7 || | 7 Re | venge! 7 / 7 re / venge! 7 1 7 Timotheus | cries; 71.1 1 How they | hiss in the | air! 7|| 7 And the sparkles that | flash from their l eyes! 7 111 Each a | torch in his hand : 711 were | slain, 7 | 7 În | glorious, | 7 on the plain: 7 1 1 1 Give the | vengeance | due 717 to the valiant 1 crew. 7111 7 Be | hold how they | toss their | torches on high! 1 711 How they | point to the Persian a. | bodes, 7 | 7 And / glittering | temples | 7 of their hostile gods! 7111 7 The princes ap | plaud 7 | 7 with a 1 furious 1 joy 71 7 And the king 7 | seiz'd a | flambeau, 1 7 with zeal to de, stroy: 7|| 7 a Thais | led the way, 7 1 7 to I light him | 7 to his · prey, 7|| 7 And, I like an other | Helen, , | fir'd another | Troy, 7111 Thus, 7 | long a | go, 711 7(Ere | heaving | bellows | learn’d to | blow, 7 11 While 7 | organs 1 yet were / mute) 7 | 7 1 7 Ti | motheus, 1 7 to his / breathing | flute 7 | 7 And / sounding i lyre, 71.1 7 Could / swell the soul to | rage, 717 or I kindle | soft de | sire. 7| | | 7 At | last, 7 | 7 di | vine Cecilia | came, 7 | 7 In | ventress | 7 of the vocal | frame:7|| 7 The | sweet en / thusiast, | 7 from her / sacred | store, 71 7 En | larg’d the former / narrow | bounds, 7 | 7 And / added | length 717 to solemo | sounds, 7 | 7 With | Nature's mother wit, 71 17 and arts 7 1 7 un | known be | fore. 7111 7 Let | old Ti | motheus / yield the prize ; 7 7 Or | both di | vide the crown : 71 ។ Il |