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But honeft forrow speaks in profe.
chufe to tell In the hour of jolity, when a
381heir loves fit of pride came on me; if any
39 2n the fweet one enquired, how paffed the
and filent night, forth from my fob cameft
thou, and, to a minute, inform-
edit the curious enquirer. When,
in a penfive mood, I contemplated
through the filent path of a fhady
grove, or wandering befide the
meandring brook, ponder'dthe tales
of old,or, lull'd by the murmuring
ftream lay fupine on the flow'ry
margin, while downy fleep fhut
my eyes, and vifionary dreams un-
folded to my bewildered fancy
dragons dens, wild heaths, dreary
mountains, enchanted caftles, cap-
tiv'd virgins, peerless beauty la
menting, caves ftrewed with hu-
now to walk man bones, pale ghofts gliding
alone,
without a head, while favage giants
V7 In fweet en-talk'd along with two, thou, at
218 clofures all my awaking informedft me how
3G our own.
near the God of day was to his
Western chambers.

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Sweet companion of my meditations, happy might I now have been with thee, had not poverty produced pawnbrokers.

enters 21ft day at z hours 37 mim, mora.

Sun. after Trip. M Trans.Edw.K.W.S. 10 Tu Longest Day

Obfervations in JUNE..

The carrotty hair-brain and furious prancer;

I mean the God Phoebus now mounting on Cancer;
Now parches our throats, and our body is fuch,
That (mall beer (I fear me) would cool it too much.

Tho, Tup.
925 RalphRomp
926 Suc. Suckit.

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laffes
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paffes,
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foreleck

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feize;

Envy eldest born of hell, Ceafe in human breafts to dwell." June was now in her pride! ferene was the sky! delightful the landfcape! bright fhone the fun! The chequer's fhade was a beautiful contrast to the fhining field, and every object, in filent language, feem'd to fay, Enjoy the bounty of Heaven! behold the beauties of nature.

'Twas then that Dorcas and

144 Do not tarry Mary were looking together over

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Jenkin.

1715 Nan Jones.

the garden wall of an ancient grange, belonging to a rich old farThen do as mer. Dorcas was his only daugh16 8 you please. ter; Mary a poor fervant. Dorcas 169 wascoarfe; Máry extremely handTantabilus. fome. Just then, who fhould ride 1710 1711 Fryar Tuck. by, but Mifs Deborah, the daughter of Mr. Juftice Crab. She rode for two reafons, the one was, to take the air; the other to fhew the adjacent villages her new riding-habit.--Here envy entered the breaft of Dorcas.-Do you fee that proud minx? faid Dorcas.-I do, 17 17 It is a thing faid Mary. Is not a riding-habit 1718 deferves Ja neat drefs?-It is, faid Mary. your notice; I am refolved, replied Dorcas, 17 19 The fool will have one myfelf; but how 1620 that's old muft you do Mary? Oh, never 1621 most apt to fear me, replied the blooming doat is. beauty: why Mary, you don't think of one,do you?Oh yes,Mifs, replied Molly; I fhall be married ere long, and then can make a Iriding habit of my fmock.

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Thus homas faid, and faying figh'd;

S Vifit, of B. V. M. And thus the grave old prieft reply'da

Dog days begin

M Trans. St. Martin Moft humbly hopes you cannot chufe But first of all, the modeft mufe 524 Tu Camb.Commence. To take the thing at all amifs,

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In cafes doubtful, fuch as this;
Before he fpoke, juft to fuppofe,
To clear his head, he blow'd his nofe;
And then with eyes caft on the ground,
A folemn face, and look profound,
Seeming to weigh the matter well,
He thus, at laft, his mind did tell :

Bo Sun, aft. Third

Obfervations in JULY.S

On hay-cocks, Sufan, do not play,
The child unborn may rue the day;
And lucklefs hour, when Sufan grants
The only thing that Roger wants

morn II VIII 125 346

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1427 Mad Befs.

1328

1329 Now think,
12NI pray,
Of making
hay.

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21 5 57 Mafter Compofitor, by your 2663

14 26 Alice Evans leave, I fhould be very glad if you
will be fo kind as once more to
introduce my picture. Your pic-
ture, Sir! I never faw it in my
life. Pray what kind of a face is
yours?-A dd foolish oné, I do
affare you friend; you know my
work is a kind of a tragi-comic,
farciful, paftoral performance; and
my face is as like it as two peas.
In fhort; as to my eyes, while
one, with a fanctified Oliverian
caft, is looking up to heaven, the
other, witn an odd kind of a leer,
is fquinting at the amour of Roger
and Rachel behind the fwill tub.
My nofe is like no one's elfe;while
one noftril is turned up, as if I
took snuff at all mankind, the
alother is poking like the fnout of
a fwine in a trough of butcher's
offal. My mouth too, with one fide
curled into a fmile, while the o-
ther appears deep in dejection, give
the pictures of Democritus and He-
roditus; and fo, to my great honour,

10 4
95 Xantippe.
86 Sir John
77 Mandevil.
6 8 Don Diego
59 Will Dry.
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311 The man
212 who takes

113
fhrew to
wife,
VIL14 No purga-
5815 tory needs
57 16 to fear;
5617
5518 throughout

Since he

the course
5319 of life,
52 20 Muft do a
5021 bitter

48 22 ance here.

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I appear like two philofophers at

Jonce--Upon my foul, Sir, we have no fuch picture in our apartment.

-Why, I hope to heaven the compen-pany have not pawned it. Look you man, I don't mean the picture of what I appear at prefent; but the picture of what I fhall be fome years hence.-Oh! you mean, Sir, the fkull and the bones; I will bring it immediately.