Or that unlike the line from whence I sprung[219]
War's dusty honours are refused being young?
Nor that I study not the brawling laws,
Nor set my voice to sail in every cause?
Thy scope is mortal; mine, eternal fame.
That all the world may[220] ever chant my name.
Homer shall live while Tenedos stands and Ide,
Or to[221] the sea swift Simois shall[222] slide.10
Ascræus lives while grapes with new wine swell,
Or men with crookèd sickles corn down fell.