(You hear, they begin by flattery).
Ulysses, stay,
Oh cease thy course, and listen to our lay.
Blest is the man ordained our voice to hear,
The song instructs the soul, and charms the ear.
Approach! Thy soul shall into raptures rise;
Approach! and learn new wisdom from the wise.
We know whate’er the kings of mighty name
Achieved at Ilion in the field of Fame,
Whate’er beneath the Sun’s bright journey lies.