"My pray'rs and influence in your cause to prove, "With Heav'n to speed me, and parental love.". The favouring Gods display'd a sign, from high. Chac'd by a falcon, thro' the liquid sky, With downward flight, a dove to Fason prest; And sought for shelter in the hero's breast.Swift on the vane alights his cruel foe.Prophetic Mopsus mark'd them, from below; And, conscious of the future, thus reveal'd The sacred truths, in mystic signs conceal'd. "I read the favour, of the pow'rs divine. "The Gods benevolent have sent this sign. "With soothing words, and each persuasive art, Essay, to bend the royal virgin's heart; "Secure to speed, if Phineus truly told; "That means of safety Venus should unfold. "The bird of love, her harbinger, we see, "Preserv'd from danger, to our leader flee. "A joyful prescience fills th' expanded breast, "Of toils successful, and of glorious rest."But first propitiate beauty's queen, with pray'r. "Then, to perform what Argus bids prepare." 740 750 He ceas'd-the heroes their assent exprest. The words of Phineus dwelt in every breast.Idas alone, of all the warriors, rose.———— In accents loud th' indignant spirit flows."Did women, then, embark to lend their aid; "And must our vows, at beauty's shrine be paid? 760 "Must we, forgetful of the well-fought field, "Our childish thought to doves and falcons yield? "Perdition catch you! be your arms resign'd! "With words subdue the weak unwarlike kind.”He ended, frowning, while, in murmurs low, A numerous train disapprobation show. He sate indignant; answer none return'dTill Jason's mind with deep resentment burn'd, To meet th' injurious charge he rous'd his thought; And utter'd accents by th' occasion taught. "If such the pleasure of the general train; "No more let Argus at the ship remain. "Moor we the vessel, boldly from the land."Longer concealment would disgrace our band. "No more, in marshes hid, the combat shun."Bold and determin'd on the danger run.". 770 He ceas'd.-And Argus, at the word, recalls Without the palace gate, accustom❜d seat And mortal anguish, for the Greek prepares. To bid the future visitant forbear. board; “ Æolian Phryxus, when these shores he gain'd. 780 790 801 "To vex the peasant, and his peaceful home.”, The sons of Phryxus, too, his wrathful mood, Condemn'd to wash away their crime in blood.-"Returning thus, with an unhallow'd train, "Ye come, he cried, to shake my peaceful reign. "Ye come, to spy the secrets of the land. "Ye come, to wrest the sceptre, from my hand. "Th' all-seeing sun.He taught me to beware "Sole cause of fear. "No terrors. 820 -For, from my daughters rise -They no treason will devise.. "My child, Abyrtus, will not bear a part, "In any scheme, to rend a father's heart."Chalciope, my child, thy sons appear "Sole cause of danger; only source of fear."Guard well the vessel.-Vengeance on my train, "If single miscreant 'scape the destin'd pain!" Argus return'd the while his mother sought; But, decent sense of shame her tongue withheld; 830 840 859 While on her couch she sunk, in trance profound, Medea's sorrows soft oblivion drown'd. Yet, fearful visions hover'd round her head, Illusive forms, of mournful fancy bred.The stranger seem'd, that trial to sustain, Mov'd by no wish, the wond'rous fleece to gain; But love and she the daring aim supplied; He sought Medea, for his virgin bride.Greece he had left, at beauty's powerful call, And love allur'd him, to her father's hall. The fiery bulls she then appear'd to tame, And yoke, uninjur'd by their breath of flame.. Her parents, then, their promises denied. The labour finish'd, they withheld the bride. Between her father and the strangers rose A fierce debate. The warfare to compose, The maid was call'd, as umpire of the strife; And soon the daughter yielded to the wife. Her kindred for that stranger thus resign'd, What indignation fill'd each parent's mind!Vast was their anguish, loud and shrill their criesScar'd at the din, the virgin's slumber flies.Pale, from the couch she sprang, in wild amaze, And round the chamber cast a vacant gaze. She pants. Her bosom palpitates, with dread. "What forms of terror, miserable maid, "With feeble voice, she cried, thy sleep invade? "Some dire misfortunes have these heroes brought. "With anxious doubts this stranger fills 860 my thought. "Far let him fly, and wed some Grecian fair. 871 "My parents, and my virtue claim my care.- "Wilt thou, relentless, mark her tears and cries?— "Think, savage as thou art, 'tis thine, to save, 880 In wild disorder from the couch she flew, As the young bride laments her blooming spouse, 890 900 And eyes the widow'd couch, in mute despair; 910 Thus mourn'd Medea; thus, the cause supprest, That bath'd her eyes, and heav'd her throbbing breast. H |