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 O noblest, happiest Age! When Aristides rul'd, and Cimon fought; When all the generous Fruits of Homer's Page Exulting Pindar d saw to full Perfection brought. O Pindar, oft shalt thou be hail'd of me: Not that Apollo fed thee from his Shrine; Not that thy Lips drank Sweetness from the Bee; Nor yet that, studious of thy Notes divine, Pan danc'd their Measure with the sylvan Throng: But that thy Song Was proud to unfold What thy base Rulers trembled to behold; Amid corrupted Thebes was proud to tell The Deeds of Athens and the Persian Shame: Hence