That in their judgment-hall they from the oppress’d
Turn back the tide of ills, retrieving wrongs
With mild accost of [151]soothing eloquence.
On him, the judge and king, when passing forth
Among the city-ways, all reverent look
With a mild worship, as he were a god:
And in [152]the great assembly first is he.
Such is the Muses’ goodly gift to man.
The Muses, and Apollo darting far
The arrows of his splendour, raise on earth