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Symphony See, Hercules! How smiles you myrtle plain Come, blooming boy, with my repair There the brisk sparkling nectar drain While for thy arms that beauty glows - Seize, seize these blessings, blooming boy Away, mistaken wretch, away! This manly youth's exalted mind Rise, youth! Exalt thyself and me Go, assert thy heav'nly race In peace, in war pursue thy country's good So shalt thou gain immortal praise - The golden trump of fame Hearst thou, what dangers then thou must engage? Turn thee, youth, to joy and love - Why, a why this fond delay? Short is my way, fair, easy, smooth and plain Yet can I hear that dulcet lay Enjoy the sweet Elysian grove Oh! whither, reason, dost thou fly? Where shall I go? Mount, mount the steep ascent Arise, arise The sounds breathe fire celestial Lead Goddess, lead the way Virtue will place thee in that blest abode