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Tranſlated from the Greek, by N. ROWE, Eſq;

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Hope the Reader will forgive SY 1 FB the Liberty I bave taken in Ee, Tranſlating theſe Verſes Sl ſorewbar at large, without g which it would have been almoſt im- Poſſible to have given any kind of Turn in Engliſh Poetry to /o dry a Subjett. The Senſe of the Author is, I hope, no where miſtaken; and if there ſeems in ſome Places to be ſome Additions in the Engliſh Verſes to the Greek Text, they are only ſuch as may be juſtify'd from Hierocles's Commentary, and deliver d by bim as the larger and explain'd Senſe of the Author's furt Precept. I have in ſome few | ** Places

"To the een, Learned Mr. Dacier's French Inter- pretation, as thoſe that ſhall give themſelves the trouble r a ſtrift Compariſon will find. How far I am in the right, is left to the Reader to

© Irt to the Gods thy humble Homage pay; 80 0 The greateſt this, and firſt of Laws, obey: \ K Perform thy Vows, obſerve thy plighte Troth, ee And let Religion bind thee to thy Oath.

The Ho next demand thy juſt regard, 2 Renown'd on Earth, and the Stars preferr'd, * To Light and endleſs Life, their Virtues ſure Reward, Due Rights perform and Honours to the Dead,

And 18 and Fayour to thy Kindred ſhow: | A 3 For

6 The Cohn mfr of Pyttagoras: For wiizt eoncemns che reſt of Humane. kind Chobſt᷑ out the Mom to Virtuc he inn Poſſeſt of ſuch a Friend preſerve birwfilly, = Ffatt to all his Adtmonirions prove,

Him from thy Heart, ſo true,, ſo juſtly dear,

Let no'raſh Word nor light᷑ Offences tear.

Bear all thou canſt, ſtill with his Failings ſtrive, And to the utmoſt ſtill. and fill forgivez ©

Force, to its ſelf unknown before, Yexert.

Thy Glattony thy Sloth, thy: Luſt,. thy Rage:

From each diſhoneſt Act of Shame fordear; * Of others, and thy ſelf, alike beware.

Let Rey'rence of thy ſelf thy Thoughts control,

Let juſtice oer thy Word and Deed preſide,

And Reaſon ev'n thy meaneſt Actions guide:

For know that Death is Man's appointed Doom.

_ Know that the Day of great Account will come; When thy paſt Life ſhall ſtrictly be ſurvey d.:

Each Word, each Deed be in the Balance laid,

And all the Good” and all the Ill moſt juſtiy be repaid: For Wealth; the perifhing; uncertain Good,

Ebbing and flowing like*thefickle Flood, That knows no ſure no fix'd abiding Place,

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The: Golden Verſes of Pythagoras. Revolve the Getter's Joy and Loſer's Pain,

And think if it be worth thy while to gain.

Of all thoſe Sorrows that attend Mankind. With Patience bear the Lot to thee aſſign d; Nor think it Chance, nor murmur at the. Load; For know. what Man calls Fortune is from God. In what thou may'ſt from Wiſdom ſeek Relief, And let her healing Hand aſſwage the Grief; | Yet ſtill hate ex the Righteous Doom ordains,. What Cauſe ſoever multiplies. thy Pains,

Let not thoſe Pains, as Ils be under ſtood;,

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