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The Youth and the Philsopher by William Whitehead

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Duration: 3:26

A Grecian youth of talents rare Whom Plato's philosophic care Had form'd for virtue's nobler view By precept and example too Would often boast his matchless skill To curb the steed, and guide the wheel; And as he pass'd the gazing throng With graceful ease, and smack'd the thong The idiot wonder they express'd Was praise and transport to his breast At length, quite vain, he needs would show His master what his art could do; And bade his slaves the chariot lead To Academus' sacred shade The trembling grovе confess'd its fright The wood-nymphs started at thе sight; The muses drop the learned lyre And to their inmost shades retire Howe'er, the youth with forward air; Bows to the sage, and mounts the car The lash resounds, the coursers spring The chariot marks the rolling ring; And gath'ring crowds, with eager eyes And shouts, pursue him as he flies Triumphant to the goal return'd With nobler thirst his bosom burn'd; And now along th' indented plain The self-same track he marks again Pursues with care the nice design Nor ever deviates from the line Amazement seiz'd the circling crowd; The youths with emulation glow'd; Ev'n bearded sages hail'd the boy; And all but Plato gaz'd with joy For he, deep-judging sage, beheld With pain the triumphs of the field: And when the charioteer drew nigh And, flush'd with hope, had caught his eye "Alas! unhappy youth," he cry'd "Expect no praise from me," (and sigh'd) "With indignation I survey Such skill and judgement thrown away: The time profusely squander'd there On vulgar arts beneath thy care If well employ'd, at less expense Had taught thee honour, virtue, sense; And rais'd thee from a coachman's fate To govern men, and guide the state."

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Writers: William Whitehead

The Youth and the Philsopher by William Whitehead

The Youth and the Philsopher by William Whitehead

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