Classic Poem

" THE Knights . "

Neptune, lord of land and deep,
From the lofty Sunian steep,
With delight surveying
The fiery-footed steeds,
Frolicking and neighing
As their humour leads —
And rapid cars contending
Venturous and forward,
Where splendid youths are spending
The money that they borrowed.
Thence downward to the ocean,
And the calmer show
Of the dolphin's motion
In the depths below;
And the glittering galleys
Gallantly that steer,
When the squadron sallies,
With wages in arrear.
List, O list!
Listen and assist,
Thy Chorus here!
Mighty Saturn's son!
The support of Phormion,
In his victories of late;
To the fair Athenian State
More propitious far,
Than all the gods that are,
In the present war.