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J. AIKIN, M. D.
As o'er the heath, amid his steel-clad Thanes,
The royal DUNCAN rode in martial pride, Where, full to view, high-topp'd with glittering vanes, Macbeth's strong towers o'erhung the mountain's
In dusky mantle wrapp'd, a grisly form
Rush'd with a giant's stride across his way ; And thus, while howlid around the rising storm,
In hollow thundering accents pour’d dismay.
Stop, O King! thy destin'd course,
Hear'st thou not the raven's croak?
Feel'st thou not the loaded sky
Lo, yon' castle banners glare
Murder, like an eagle waits
Let not plighted faith beguile ;
Treason, arm'd against thy life,
Now 'tis time; ere guilty night
On he goes - resistless Fate Hastes to fill his mortal date : Cease, ye warnings, vain tho' true, Murder'd King, adieu! adieu!
NOTES ON ODES
FIRST, SECOND, AND THIRD CLASS.
NOTES ON ODES OF THE FIRST CLASS.
Page 8. THE Attic sage exhausts the bowl,] Socrates, who was condemned to die by poison.
9. See there the injured Poet bleed !] Seneca, born at Corduba, who, according to Pliny, was orator, poet, and philosopher. He bled to death in the bath.
ib. Lo! there the wild Assyrian queen,] Semiramis, cum ei circa cultum capitis sui occupatae nunciatum esset Babylonem defecisse ; altera parte crinium adhuc soluta protinus ad eam expugnandam cucurrit: nec prius decorem capillorum in ordinem quam tantam urbem in potestatem suam redegit : quocirca statua ejus Babylone posita est, &c. Val. Max. de Ira.
Absorb’d in thought, great Newton stands ;] A noble statue of Sir Isaac Newton, erected in Trinity-College chapel by Dr. Smith.