But chief of this illustrious day,
The Muse her loudest Paeans loves to pay.
Ere while she strove with accents weak
In vain to build the lofty rhyme;
At length, by better days of bounty chear'd,
She dares unfold her wing.
Hail hour of transport most sublime!
In which, the man rever'd
Immortal Crew commands to sing,
And gives the pipe to breathe, the string to speak.