ODE TO HEALTH. Eliza Day Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T132359 Daye, Eliza, b. ca. 1734. Poems, on Various Subjects. Liverpool Printed by J. M'Creery 1798 pp. [202]-203. [2],x,[4],258p.; 8°

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ODE TO HEALTH . DAUGHTER of temperance and peace , Auspicious Health appear ! Thee aromatic crowns shall grace , Rich odours of the year . To form thy robe's resplendent glow , Their emblems light and hope bestow , Thy hands with treasures pure , Health is represented holding a golden globe . She is placed near an altar , around which a serpent is entwined , which is an attribute of health , being the least liable to malady of any reptile . See Richardson's Iconolog . ( Whilst ever round thy hallow'd shrine , Life's salutary figures twine , ) In blessing can secure . For thee , each power , each gift must hope , Without thy sanction vain ; Depress'd and fetter'd , these must droop , And joyless those remain . For ah ! within a languid frame , Enjoyment is an empty name , And fond pursuits subside . Ye days and scenes , once fair to view ! A sympathetic languor too , O'ershades your summer's pride . Dealing its wish to every sense , Riches their stores unfold ; Vainly are pleasures hop'd from thence , If health withdraws from gold . By her enrich'd , content in mind , Observe the beggar now reclin'd In yonder fertile vale ; Pleasant he eats his homely meal , Drinks the pure water from the rill , And cons his plausive tale .