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" I beg you, recommend my faithful flame,
" And let her often hear her shepherd's name :
“ Shade all my faults from her enquiring sight, .

And Thew my merits in the fairelt light;
“ My pipe your kind assistance shall repay,
And every friend shall claim a different lay..

“ But see! in yonder glade the heavenly fair. “ Enjoys the fragrance of the breezy air" Ah, thither let me fly with eager feet;. “ Adieu, my pipe ; I go my love to meet “ O, may I find her as we parted last, “ And may each future hour be like the paft! “ So Thall the whitest lamb these pastures feed, Propitious Venus, on thy altars, bleed.”

JE A LOUS Y ECLOGUE III..

To Mr. EDWARD WALPOL E.,

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HE gods, O Walpole, give no bliss sincere ;.

Wealth is disturb’d by care, and power by fear. 3 Of all the passions that employ the mind, In gentle Love the sweetest joys we find; Yet ev’n those joys dire Jealousy molests, And blackens each fair image in our breasts..

the warmth of thy too tender heart Ne'er feel the sharpness of his venom'd dart! For thy own quiet, think thy mistress just, and wisely take thy happiness on trust.

O may

Begin, my Mufe, and Damon's woes rehearse, In wildeft numbers and diforder'd verfe.

On a romantic mountain's airy head.
(While browzing goats at ease around him fed).
Anxious he lay, with jealous cares opprest ;.
Diftruft and anger labouring in his breast
The vale beneath a pleasing profpect yields
Of verdant meads and cultivated fields;
Through these a river rolls its winding flood,
Adorn'd with various tufts of rising wood;
Here half conceal'd in trees a cottage stands,.
A caftle there the opening plain commands;
Beyond, a town with glittering spires is crown'd,
And distant hills the wide horizon bound:

So charming was the scene, a while the swain
Beheld delighted, and forgot his pain ;.
But foon the strings infix'd within his heart
With cruel force renew'd their raging smart :
His flowery wreath, which long with pride he wore,
The gift of Delia, from his brows he tore,
Then cried, "May all thy charms, ungrateful maid,
"Like these neglected rofes, droop and fade!
"May angry heaven deform each guilty grace,
"That triumphs now in that deluding face!
"Thofe alter'd looks may every fhepherd fly,
"And ev'n thy Daphnis hate thee worse than I!
"Say, thou inconstant, what has Damon done,
"To lofe the heart his tedious pains had won?.
"Tell me what charms you in my rival find,
"Against whofe power no ties have strength to bind?
"Has

"Has he, like me, with long obedience strove
"To conquer your disdain, and merit. love?
"Has he with transport every smile ador'd,
"And died with grief at each ungentle word?
"Ah, no! the conqueft was obtain'd with eafe ;
"He pleas'd you, by not ftudying to please:
His careless indolence your pride alarm'd;

"And, had he lov'd you more, he lefs had charm'd. "O pain to think! another fhall poffefs

Those balmy lips which I was wont to press: "Another on her panting breaft shall lie, "And catch fweet madness from her fwimming eye.!. "I faw their friendly flocks together feed,

"I faw them hand in hand walk o'er the mead: "Would my clos'd eye had funk in endless night, "Ere I was doom'd to bear that hateful fight! "Where-e'er they pafs'd, be blasted every flower, "And hungry wolves their helpless flocks devour! →→ "Ah wretched fwain, could no examples move

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Thy heedlefs heart to fhun the rage of love? “Haft thou not heard how poor * Menalcas died "A victim to Parthenia's fatal pride?

Dear was the youth to all the tuneful plain,, "Lov'd by the nymphs, by Phoebus lov`d, in vain : "Around his tomb their tears the Mufes paid; "And all things mourn'd, but the relentless maid. "Would I could die like him, and be at peace? "These torments in the quiet grave would ceafe;

See Mr. Gay's Dione.

"There

<< There my vex'd thoughts a calm repofe would find, "And reft, as if my Delia ftill were kind.

No, let me live, her falfehood to upbraid: "Some gods perhaps my just revenge will aid.

Alas! what aid, fond fwain, wouldst thou receive? "Could thy heart bear to see its Delia grieve?

Protect her, heaven! and let her never know "The flighteft part of hapless Damon's woe: “I ask no vengeance from the powers above; "All I implore is never more to love.

Let me this fondness from my bofom tear, Let me forget that e'er I thought her fair. "Come, cool Indifference, and heal my breast; "Wearied, at length, I feek thy downy rest: "No turbulence of paffion fhall destroy

My future cafe with flattering hopes of joy.
Hear, mighty Pan, and, all ye fylvans, hear
"What by your guardian deities I swear;
No more my eyes shall view her fatal charms,
"No more I'll
***Court the traitorefs to my arms;
Not all her arts my fteady foul fhall move,
"And the fhall find that reafon conquers love!"
Scarce had he spoke, when through the lawn below
Alone he faw the beauteous Delia go;

At once tranfported, he forgot his vow,
(Such perjuries the laughing gods allow!)
Down the steep hills with ardent hafte he flew;
He found her kind, and foon believ'd her true.

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TO LORD COBHAM.

OBHAM, to thee this rural lay I'bring, Whofe guiding judgment gives me skill to fing; Though far unequal to those polish'd strains, With which thy Congreve charm'd the liftening plains: Yet fhall its mufic please thy partial ear,

And footh thy breast with thoughts that once were dear;
Recal, thofe years which time has thrown behind,
When finiling Love with Honour shar'd thy mind:
When all thy glorious days of profperous fight
Delighted less than one fuccessful night.

The sweet remembrance shall thy youth restore,
Fancy again fhall run past pleasures o'er;
And, while in Stowe's enchanting walks you ftray,
This theme may help to cheat the fummer's day.
Beneath the covert of a myrtle wood,

To Venus rais'd, a rustic altar ftood,
To Venus and to Hymen, there combin❜d,
In friendly league, to favour human-kind.
With wanton Cupids, in that happy fhade,
The gentle Virtues and mild Wisdom play'd.
Nor there, in fprightly Pleasure's genial train,
Lurk'd fick Difguft, or late-repenting Pain,
Nor Force, nor Intereft, join'd unwilling hands,
But Love confenting tied the blissful bands,

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