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The Temple of Fame.
His Feet on Sceptres and Tiara's trod,
And his horn'd Head express'd the Libyan God.
There Cæsar, grac'd with both Minerva's, shone;
Cæsar, the World's great Master, and his own;
Unmov'd, superior still in every State;
And scarce detested in his Country's Fate.
But chief were those who not for Empire fought,
But with their Toils their People's Safety bought:
High o'er the rest Epaminondas stood;
Timoleon, glorious in his Brother's Blood;
And Scipio, Saviour of the Roman State,
Great in his Triumphs, in Retirement great.
Here too the Wise and Good their Honours claim,
Much-suff'ring Heroes, of less noisy Fame,
Fair
