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Next add the sylvan shades, and silent groves, O thou of ancient faith! exulting, thee, (Haunt of the Druids) whence the Earth is fed In her fair list this happy land enrolls. With copious fuel; whence the sturdy oak,

Who can refuse a tributary verse A prince's refuge once, th' eternal guard

To Weymouth, firmest friend of slighted worth Of England's throne, by sweating peasants fell’d, In evil days ? whose hospitable gate, Stems the vast main, and bears tremendous war Unbarr'd to all, invites a numerous train To distant nations, or with sov'reign sway

Of daily guests; whose board, with plenty crown'd, Awes the divided world to peace and love.

Revives the feast-rites old : meanwhile his care Why should the Chalybes, or Bilboa boast

Forgets not the afflicted, but content Their harden'd iron; when our mines produce In acts of secret goodness, shuns the praise, As perfect martial ore? Can Tmolus' head That sure attends. Permit me, bounteous lord, Vie with our saffron odours? or the fleece

To blazon what, though hid, will beauteous shine, Bætic, or finest Tarentine, compare

And with thy name to dignify my song.
With Lemster's silken wool? Where shall we find But who is he, that on the winding stream
Men more undaunted, for their country's weal Of Vaga first drew vital breath, and now
More prodigal of life? In ancient days

Approv'd in Anna's secret councils sits,
The Roman legions, and great Cæsar, found Weighing the sum of things, with wise forecast
Our fathers no mean foes : and Cressy's plains, Solicitous of public good ? How large
And Agincourt, deep-ting'd with blood, confess His mind, that comprehends whate'er was known
What the Silures' vigour unwithstood

To old, or present time ; yet not elate, Could do in rigid fight; and chiefly what

Not conscious of its skill ? What praise deserves Brydges' wide-wasting hand, first garter'd knight, His liberal hand, that gathers but to give, Puissant author of great Chandos' stem,

Preventing suit? ( not unthankful Muse,
High Chandos, that transmits paternal worth, Him lowly reverence, that first deign'd to hear
Prudence, and ancient prowess, and renown, Thy pipe, and screen'd thee from opprobrious
This noble offspring. O thrice happy peer!

tongues,
That, blest with hoary vigour, view'st thyself Acknowledge thy own Harley, and his name
Fresh blooming in thy generous son ; whose lips, Inscribe on every bark; the wounded plants
Flowing with nervous eloquence exact,

Will fast increase, faster thy just respect.
Charm the wise senate, and attention win

Such are our heroes, by their virtues known, In deepest councils : Ariconium pleas'd,

Or skill in peace, and war: of softer mould Him, as her chosen worthy, first salutes.

The female sex, with sweet attractive airs Him on th' Iberian, on the Gallic shore,

Subdue obdurate hearts. The travellers oft, Him hardy Britons bless; his faithful hand That view their matchless forms with transient glance, Conveys new courage from afar, nor more

Catch sudden love, and sigh for nymphs unknown, The general's conduct, than his care avails, Smit with the magic of their eyes : nor hath

Thee also, glorious branch of Cecil's line, The dadal hand of Nature only pour'd
This country claims; with pride and joy to thee Her gifts of outward grace ; their innocence
Thy Alterennis calls : yet she endures

Unfeign'd, and virtue most engaging, free
Patient thy absence, since thy prudent choice From pride, or artifice, long joys afford
Has fix'd thee in the Muses' fairest seat *,

To th' honest nuptial bed, and in the wane
Where Aldrich f reigns, and from his endless store Of life, rebate the miseries of age.
Of universal knowledge still supplies

And is there found a wretch so base of mind, His noble care: he generous thoughts instils That woman's powerful beauty dares condemn, Of true nobility, their country's love,

Exactest work of Heaven? He ill deserves (Chief end of life,) and forms their ductile minds Or love, or pity ; friendless let him see To human virtues : by his genius led,

Uneasy, tedious day, despis’d, forlorn, Thou soon in every art pre-eminent

As stain of human race : but may the man, Shalt grace this isle, and rise to Burleigh's fame. That cheerfully recounts the female's praise,

Hail, high-born peer! and thou, great nurse of arts, | Find equal love, and love's untainted sweets And men, from whence conspicuous patriots spring, Enjoy with honour ! O, ye gods ! might I Hanmer, and Bromley ; thou, to whom with due Elect my fate, my happiest choice should be Respect Wintonia bows, and joyful owns

A fair and modest virgin, that invites Thy mitred offspring; be for ever blest

With aspect chaste, forbidding loose desire, With like examples, and to future times

Tenderly smiling ; in whose heavenly eye Proficuous, such a race of men produce,

Sits purest love enthron'd: but if the stars
As, in the cause of virtue firm, may fix

Malignant these my better hopes oppose,
Her throne inviolate. Hear, ye gods, this vow May 1, at least, the sacred pleasures know
From one, the meanest in her numerous train; Of strictest amity; nor ever want
Though meanest, not least studious of her praise. A friend, with whom I mutually may share

Muse, raise thy voice to Beaufort's spotless fame, Gladness and anguish, by kind intercourse
To Beaufort, in a long descent deriv'd

Of speech and offices. May in my mind, From royal ancestry, of kingly rights

Indelible a grateful sense remain Faithful assertors, in him centering meet

Of favours undeserv'd! - thou ! from whom Their glorious virtues, high desert from pride Gladly both rich and low seek aid ; most wise Disjoin'd, unshaken honour, and contempt Interpreter of right, whose gracious voice Of strong allurements. O illustrious prince ! Breathes equity, and curbs too rigid law

With mild, impartial reason ; what returns • Oxford.

Of thanks are due to thy beneficence + Dr. Aldrich, dean of Christ Church. Freely vouchsaf'd, when to the gates of Death

I tended prone ? if thy indulgent care

Of Phæbus, nor less fit Mæonides,
Had not preven’d, among unbody'd shades Poor eyeless pilgrim! and, if after these,
I now had wander'd ; and these empty thoughts If after these another I may name,
Of apples perish'd ; but, uprais'd by thee,

Thus tender Spenser liv’d, with mean repast
I tune my pipe afresh, each night and day, Content, depress'd by penury, and pin'd
Thy unexampled goodness to extol

In foreign realm; yet not debas'd his verse Desirous; but nor night, nor day, suffice

By Fortune's frowns. And had that other bard", For that great task; the highly-honour'd name Oh, had but he, that first ennobled song Of Trevor must employ my willing thoughts With holy rapture, like his Abdiel been ; Incessant, dwell for ever on my tongue.

'Mong many faithless, strictly faithful found; Let me be grateful; but let far from me

Unpity'd, he should not have wail'd his orbs, Be fawning cringe, and false dissembling look,

That roll'd in vain to find the piercing ray, And servile flattery, that harbours oft

And found no dawn, hy dim diffusion veil'd!
In courts and gilded roofs. Some loose the bands But he — however, let the Muse abstain,
Of ancient friendship, cancel Nature's laws Nor blast his fame, from whom she learnt to sing
For pageantry, and tawdry gewgaws. Some In much inferior strains, grovelling beneath
Renounce their sires, oppose paternal right Th' Olympian hill, on plains, and vales intent,
For rule and power; and others realms invade Mean follower. There let her rest a while,
With specious shows of love. This traitorous wretch Pleas'd with the fragrant walks, and cool retreat.
Betrays his sovereign. Others, destitute
Of real zeal, to every altar bend
By lucre sway'd, and act the basest things

Book II.
To be styl'd honourable : the honest man,
Simple of heart, prefers inglorious want

O HARCOURT, whom th' ingenuous love of arts
To ill-got wealth ; rather froin door to door, Has curry'd from thy native soil, beyond
A jocund pilgrim, though distress'd, he'll rove, Th' eternal Alpine snows, and now detains
Than break his plighted faith ; nor fear, nor hope, In Italy's waste realms, how long must we
Will shock his stedfast soul ; rather debarr'd Lament thy absence? whilst in sweet sojourn
Each common privilege, cut off from hopes

Thou view'st the relics of old Rome; or, what Of meanest gain, of present goods despoild, Unrivall'd authors by their presence made He'll bear the marks of infamy contemn'd,

For ever venerable, rural seats, Unpity'd; yet his mind, of evil pure,

Tibur, and Tusculum, or Virgil's urn, Supports him, and intention free from fraud. Green with immortal bays, which haply thou, If no retinue with observant eyes

Respecting his great name, dost now approach Attend him, if he can't with purple stain

With bended knee, and strow with purple flowers; Of cumbrous vestments, labour'd o'er with gold, Unmindful of thy friends, that ill can brook Dazzle the crowd, and set them all agape;

This long delay. At length, dear youth, return, Yet clad in homely weeds, from Envy's darts Of wit and judgment ripe in blooming years, Remote he lives, nor knows the nightly pangs

And Britain's isle with Latian knowledge grace. Of conscience, nor with spectres' grisly forms, Return, and let thy father's worth excite Demons, and injur'd souls, at close of day

Thirst of pre-eminence; see ! how the cause Annoy'd, sad interrupted slumbers finds;

Of widows, and of orphans, he asserts Bat (as a child, whose inexperienc'd age

With winning rhetoric, and well-argu'd law! Nor evil purpose fears, nor knows) enjoys

Mark well his footsteps, and, like him, deserve Night's sweet refreshment, humid sleep sincere. Thy prince's favour, and thy country's love. When Chanticleer, with clarion shrill, recalls Meanwhile (although the Massic grape delights, The tardy day, he to his labours hies

Pregnant of racy juice, and Formian hills Gladsome, intent on somewhat that may ease Temper thy cups, yet) wilt not thou reject Unhealthy mortals, and with curious search Thy native liquors : lo ! for thee my mill Eramnines all the properties of herbs,

Now grinds choice apples, and the British vats Fossils, and minerals, that th' embowell’d Earth O'erflow with generous Cider ; far remote Displays, if by his industry he can

Accept this labour, nor despise the Muse, Benefit human race: or else his thoughts

That, passing lands and seas, on thee attends. Are exercis'd with speculations deep

Thus far of trees : the pleasing task remains, Of good, and just, and meet, and th'wholesome rules To sing of wines, and Autumn's blest increase. Of terperance, and aught that may improve Th' effect of art are shown, yet what avails The moral life; not sedulous to rail,

'Gainst Heaven? oft, notwithstanding all thy care Nor with envenom'd tongue to blast the fame To help thy plants, when the small fruitery seems Of harmless men, or secret whispers spread Exempt from ills, an oriental blast 'Mong faithful friends, to breed distrust and hate. Disastrous fies, soon as the hind fatigued Studious of virtue, he no life observes,

Unyokes his team; the tender freight, unskill'd Except his own; his own employs his cares, To bear the hot disease, distemper'd pines Large subject that he labours to refine

In the year's prime : the deadly plague annoys Daily, nor of his little stock denies

The wide enclosure: think not vainly now Fit aims to lazers, merciful and meek.

To treat thy neighbours with mellifluous cups, Thus sacred Virgil liv'd from courtly vice, Thus disappointed. If the former years And bates of pompous Rome secure; at court, Exhibit no supplies, alas ! thou must Still thoughtful of the rural honest life,

With tasteless water wash thy droughty throat. And bow e improve his grounds, and how himself: Best poet! fit exemplar for the tribe

• Milton.

A thousand accidents the farmer's hopes By stormy shocks, must not neglected lie, Subvert, or check ; uncertain all his toil,

The prey of worms: a frugal man I knew, TII lusty Autumn's lukewarm days, allay'd Rich in one barren acre, which, subdued With gentle colds, insensibly confirm

By endless culture, with sufficient Must His ripening labours : Autumn, to the fruits His casks replenish'd yearly: he no more Earth’s various lap produces, vigour gives

Desir'd, nor wanted; diligent to learn Equal, intenerating milky grain,

The various seasons, and by skill repel Berries, and sky-dy'd Plums, and what in coat Invading pests, successful in his cares, Rough, or soft-rin'd, or bearded husk, or shell ; Till the damp Libyan wind, with tempests arm'd Fat Olives, and Pistacio’s fragrant nut,

Outrageous, bluster'd horrible amidst And the Pine's tasteful apple : Autumn paints His Cider-grove: o'erturn'd by furious blasts, Ausonian hills with Grapes; whilst English plains The sightly ranks fall prostrate, and around Blush with pomaceous harvests, breathing sweets. Their fruitage scatter'd, from the genial boughs O let me now, when the kind early dew

Stript immature : yet did he not repine, Unlocks th' embosom'd odours, walk among Nor curse his stars: but prudent, his fallen lieaps The well-rang'd files of trees, whose full-ag'd store Collecting, cherish'd with the tepid wreaths Diffuse ambrosial steams, thar. Myrrh, or Nard, Of tedded grass, and the Sun's mellowing beams More grateful, or perfuming flowery Bean ! Rivall'd with artful heats, and thence procur'd Soft whispering airs, and the lark's mattin song costly liquor, by improving time, Then woo to musing, and becalm the mind Equall'd with what the happiest vintage bears. Perplex'd withirksome thoughts. Thrice happy time,

But this I warn thee, and shall always warn, Best portion of the various year, in which

No heterogeneous mixtures use, as some Nature rejoiceth, smiling on her works

With wat’ry turnips have debas'd their wines, Lovely, to full perfection wrought! but ah! Too frugal; nor let the crude humours dance Short are our joys, and neighbouring griefs disturb In heated brass, steaming with fire intense; Our pleasant hours ! inclement Winter dwells Although Devonia much commends the use Contiguous ; forthwith frosty blasts deface Of strengthening Vulcan : with their native strength The blithsome year : trees of their shrivelled fruits Thy wines sufficient, other aid refuse; Are widow'd, dreary storms o'er all prevail ! And, when th'allotted orb of time's complete, Now, now 's the time, ere hasty suns forbid Are more commended than the labour'd drinks. To work, disburthen thou thy sapless wood

Nor let thy avarice tempt thee to withdraw Of its rich progeny ; the turgid fruit

The priest's appointed share ; with cheerful heart Abounds with mellow liquor: now exhort

The tenth of thy increase bestow, and own Thy hirds to exercise the pointed steel

Heaven's bounteous goodness, that will sure repay On the hard rock, and give a wheely form

Thy grateful duty: this neglected, fear To the expected grinder : now prepare

Signal avengeance, such as overtook Materials for thy mill; a sturdy post

A miser, that unjustly once withheld Cylindric, to support the grinder's weight The clergy's due : relying on himself, Excessive ; and a flexile sallow, intrench’d, His fields he tended, with successless care, Rounding, capacious of the juicy hord.

Early and late, when or unwish’d-for rain
Nor must thou not be mindful of thy press, Descended, or unseasonable frosts
Long ere the vintage ; but with timely care Curb'd his increasing hopes ; or, when around
Shave the goat's shaggy beard, lest thou too late The clouds dropt fatness, in the middle sky
In vain should'st seek a strainer to dispart

The dew suspended staid, and left unmoist
The husky, terrene dregs, from purer Must. His execrable glebe : recording this,
Be cautious next a proper steed to find,

Be just, and wise, and tremble to transgress.
Whose prime is past; the vigorous horse disdains Learn now the promise of the coming year,
Such servile labours, or, if forc'd, forgets

To know, that by no flattering signs abus'd, His past achievements, and victorious palms. Thou wisely may'st provide: the various-Moon Blind Bayard rather, worn with work, and years, Prophetic, and attendant stars, explain Shall roll th' unwieldy stone; with sober pace Each rising dawn; ere icy crusts surmount He'll tread the circling path till dewy eve,

The current stream, the heavenly orbs serene From early day-spring, pleas'd to find his age Twinkle with trembling rays, and Cynthia glows Declining not unuseful to his lord.

With light unsully’d: now the fowler, warn'd Some, when the press, by utmost vigour screw'd, By these good omens, with swift early steps (glades Has drain'd the pulpous mass, regale their swine Treads the crimp earth, ranging through fields and With the dry refuse ; thou, more wise, shall steep Offensive to the birds ; sulphureous death Thy husks in water, and again employ

Checks their mid flight, and heedless while they strain The ponderous engine. Water will imbibe Their tuneful throats, the towering, heavy lead The small remains of spirit, and acquire

O'ertakes their speed; they leave their little lives A vinous flavour ; this the peasants blithe

Above the clouds, precipitant to Earth. Will quaff, and whistle, as thy tinkling team The woodcock's early visit, and abode They drive, and sing of Fusca's radiant eyes, Of long continuance in our temperate clime, Pleas’d with the medley draught. Nor shalt thou now Foreteli a liberal harvest ; he of times Reject the apple-cheese, though quite exhaust: Intelligent, the harsh Hyperborean ice Even now 'twill cherish, and improve the roots Shuns for our equal winters; when our suns Of sickly plants ; new vigour hence convey'd Cleave the chill'd soil, he backward wings his way Will yield an harvest of unusual growth.

To Scandinavian frozen summers, meet Such profit springs from husks discreetly us'd ! For his numb'd blood. But nothing profits more

The tender apples, from their parents rent Than frequent snows: 0, may'st thou often see

Thy furrows whiten'd by the woolly rain

Egregious, Rum, and Rice's spirit extract. Nutritious! secret nitre lurks within

For here, expos'd to perpendicular rays,
The porous wet, quickening the languid glebe. In vain they covet shades, and Thracia's gales,

Sometimes thou shalt with fervent vows implore Pining with equinoctial heat, unless
A moderate wind: the orchat loves to wave The cordial glass perpetual motion keep,
With winter winds, before the gems exert

Quick circuiting ; nor dare they close their eyes,
Their feeble heads; the loosen'd roots then drink Void of a bulky charger near their lips,
Large increment, carnest of happy years.

With which, in often interrupted sleep, Nor will it nothing profit to observe

Their frying blood compels to irrigate The monthly stars, their powerful influence Their dry-furr'd tongues, else minutely to death O'er planted fields, what vegetables reign

Obnoxious, dismal death, th' effect of drought ! Under each sign. On our account has Jove

More happy they, born in Columbus' world, Indulgent, to all moons some succulent plant Carybbes, and they, whom the Cotton plant Allotted, that poor helpless man might slack With downy-sprouting vests arrays! their woods His present thirst, and matter find for toil. Bow with prodigious nuts, that give at once Now will the Corinths, now the Rasps, supply Celestial food, and nectar; then, at hand Delicious draughts ; the Quinces now, or Plums, The Lemon, uncorrupt with voyage long, Or Cherries, or the fair Thisbeian fruit

To vinous spirits added (heavenly drink !) Are prest to wines; the Britons squeeze the works They with pneumatic engine ceaseless draw, Of sedulous bees, and mixing odorous herbs Intent on laughter; a continual tide Prepare balsamic cups, to wheezing lungs Flows from th' exhilarating fount. As, when Medicinal, and short-breath'd, ancient sires. Against a secret cliff, with sudden shock But, if thou 'rt indefatigably bent

A ship is dash’d, and leaking drinks the sea, To toil, and omnifarious drinks would'st brew; Th' astonish'd mariners aye ply the pump, Besides the orchat, every hedge and bush

Nor stay, nor rest, till the wide breach is clos'd : Affords assistance; ev'n afflictive Birch,

So they (but cheerful) unfatigued, still move Curs'd by unletter'd, idle youth, distils

The draining sucker, then alone concern'd A limpid current from her wounded bark, When the dry bowl forbids their pleasing work. Profuse of nursing sap. When solar beams

But if to hoarding thou art bent, thy hopes Parch thirsty human veins, the damask'd meads, Are frustrate, should'st thou think thy pipes will flow Unfore’d, display ten thousand painted flowers With early limpid wine. The hoarded store, Useful in potables. Thy little sons

And the harsh draught, must twice endure the Sun's Permit to range the pastures : gladly they

Kind strengthening heat, twice Winter's purging Will now the Cowslip-posies, faintly sweet,

cold. From whence thou artificial wines shalt drain

There are, that a compounded Auid drain Of icy taste, that, in mid fervours, best

From different mixtures, Woodcock, Pippin, Moyle, Slack craving thirst, and mitigate the day.

Rough Eliot, sweet Permain: the blended streains
Happy Tërne *, whose most wholesome air (Each mutually correcting each) create
Poisons envenom'd spiders, and forbids

A pleasurable medley, of what taste
The baleful toad, and viper, from her shore ! Hardly distinguish’d; as the showery arch,
More happy in her balmy draughts, enrich'd With listed colours gay, ore, azure, gules,
With miscellaneous spices, and the root,

Delights and puzzles the beholder's eye,
(For thirst-abating sweetness prais'd) which wide That views the wat’ry brede, with thousand shows
Extend her fame, and to each drooping heart Of painture vary'd, yet 's unskill'd to tell
Present redress, and lively health convey.

Or where one colour rises, or one faints. See, how the Belgæ, sedulous and stout,

Some Ciders have by art, or age, unlearn'd With bowls of fattening Mum, or blissful cups Their genuine relish, and of sundry vines Of kernel-relish'd fluids, the fair star

Assum'd the flavour; one sort counterfeits Of early Phosphorus salute, at noon

The Spanish product; this, to Gauls has secm'd Jacund with frequent-rising fumes ! by use The sparkling Nectar of Champaigne ; with that, Instructed, thus to quell their native phlegm A German oft has swill'd his throat, and sworn, Prevailing, and engender wayward mirth.

Deluded, that imperial Rhine bestow'd What need to treat of distant climes,' remov'd The generous rummer, whilst the owner, pleas'd, Far from the sloping journey of the year,

Laughs inly at his guests, thus entertain'd Beyond Petsora, and Islandic coasts ?

With foreign vintage from his cider cask. Where ever-during snows, perpetual shades

Soon as thy liquor from the narrow cells Of darkness, would congeal their livid blood, Of close-prest husks is freed, thou must refrain Did not the Arctic tract spontaneous yield

Thy thirsty soul ; let none persuade to broach A streering purple berry, big with wine,

Thy thick, unwholesome, undigested cades : Intensely fervent, which each hour they crave, The hoary frosts, and northern blasts, take care Spread round a flaming pile of pines, and oft Thy muddy beverage to serene, and drive They interlard their native drinks with choice Precipitant the baser, ropy lees. Of strongest Brandy, yet scarce with these aids And now thy wine's transpicuous, purg'd from all Enabled to prevent the sudden rot

Its earthy gross, yet let it feed awhile Of freezing nose, and quick-decaying feet

On the fat refuse, lest, too soon disjoin'd, Nor less the sable borderers of Nile,

From sprightly, it to sharp or vapid change. Ne they who Taprobane manure, nor they, When to convenient vigour it attains, Whoan sunny Bornio bears, are stor'd with streams Suffice it to provide a brazen tube

Inflext; self-taught, and voluntary, flies • Ireland.

The defecated liquor, through the vent

Ascending, then by downward tract convey'd, Courage and mirth : magnificent in thought,
Spouts into subject vessels, lovely clear.

Imaginary riches he enjoys,
As when a noontide sun, with summer beams, And in the gaol expatiates unconfin'd.
Darts through a cloud, her wat'ry skirts are edg'd Nor can the poet Bacchus' praise indite,
With lucid amber, or undrossy gold :

Debarr'd his grape : the Muses still require
So, and so richly, the purg'd liquid shines. Humid regalement, nor will aught avail

Now also, when the colds abate, nor yet Imploring Phæbus, with unmoisten'd lips. Full summer shines, a dubious season, close Thus to the generous bottle all incline, In glass thy purer streams, and let them gain, By parching thirst allur'd: with vehement suns From due confinement, spirit, and flavour new. When dusty Summer bakes the crumbling clods, For this intent, the subtle chymist feeds

How pleasant is 't, beneath the twisted arch Perpetual flames, whose unresisted force,

Of a retreating bower, in mid-day's reign O'er sand, and ashes, and the stubborn flint To ply the sweet carouse, remote from noise, Prevailing, turns into a fusil sea,

Secur'd of feverish heats! When th' aged year That in his furnace bubbles sunny-red :

Inclines, and Boreas' spirit blusters frore, From hence a glowing drop with hollow'd steel Beware th' inclement Heavens; now let thy hearth He takes, and by one efficacious breath

Crackle with juiceless boughs; thy lingering blood Dilates to a surprising cube, or sphere,

Now instigate with th' apple's powerful streams. Or oval, and fit receptacles forms

Perpetual showers, and stormy gusts confine For every liquid, with his plastic lungs,

The willing ploughman, and December warns To human life subservient ; by his means

To annual jollities; now sportive youth Ciders in metal frail improve: the Moyle,

Carol incondite rhymes, with suiting notes, And tasteful Pippin, in a moon's short year, And quaver unharmonious; sturdy swains Acquire complete perfection : now they smoke In clean array for rustic dance prepare, Transparent, sparkling in each drop, delight Mixt with the buxom damsels; hand in hand Of curious palate, by fair virgins crav'd.

They frisk and bound, and various mazes weave, But harsher Auids different lengths of time Shaking their brawny limbs, with uncouth mien, Expect : thy flask will slowly mitigate

Transported, and sometimes an oblique leer The Eliot's roughness. Stirom, firmest fruit, Dart on their loves, sometimes an hasty kiss Embottled (long as Priæmian Troy

Steal from unwary lasses; they with scorn, Withstood the Greeks) endures, ere justly mild. And neck reclin'd, resent the ravish'd bliss. Soften'd hy age, it youthful vigour gains.

Meanwhile blind British bards with volant touch Fallacious drink! ye honest men, beware,

Traverse loquacious strings, whose solemn notes Nor trust its smoothness; the third circling glass Provoke to harmless revels; these among, Suffices virtue : but may hypocrites,

A subtle artist stands, with wondrous bag
(That slyly speak one thing, another think, That bears imprison'd winds (of gentler sort
Hateful as Hell) pleas'd with the relish weak, Than those, which erst Laertes' son enclos'd.)
Drink on unwarn'd, till by enchanting cups Peaceful they sleep; but let the tuneful squeeze
Infatuate, they their wily thoughts disclose, Of labouring elbow rouze them, out they fly
And through intemperance grow awhile sincere. Melodious, and with sprightly accents charm.

The farmer's toil is done; his cades mature 'Midst these desports, forget they not to drench
Now call for vent; his lands exhaust permit Themselves with bellying goblets ; nor, when Spring
T' indulge awhile. Now solemn rites he pays Returns, can they refuse to usher in
To Bacchus, author of heart-cheering mirth. The fresh-born year with loud acclaim, and store
His honest friends, at thirsty hour of dusk,

Of jovial draughts, now, when the sappy boughs Come uninvited; he with bounteous hand

Attire themselves with blooms, sweet rudiments Imparts his smoking vintage, sweet reward

Of future harvest. When the Gnossian crown of his own industry; the well-fraught bowl Leads on expected autumn, and the trees Circles incessant, whilst the humble cell

Discharge their mellow burthens, let them thank With quavering laugh and rural jests resounds. Boon Nature, that thus annually supplies Ease, and content, and undissembled love,

Their vaults, and with her former liquid gifts Shine in each face; the thoughts of labour past Exhilarates their languid minds, within Increase their joy : As, from retentive cage The golden mean confind : beyond there's nought When sullen Philomel escapes, her notes

Of health, or pleasure. Therefore, when thy lieart She varies, and of past imprisonment

Dilates with fervent joys, and eager soul
Sweetly complains; her liberty retriev'd

Prompts to pursue the sparkling glass, be sure
Cheers her sad soul, improves her pleasing song. 'Tis time to shun it; if thou wilt prolong
Gladsome they quaff, yet not exceed the bounds Dire compotation, forthwith Reason quits
Of healthy temperance, nor encroach on night, Her empire to confusion, and misrule,
Season of rest, but well bedew'd repair

And vain debates; then twenty tongues at once Each to his home, with unsupplanted feet.

Conspire in senseless jargon, nought is heard Ere Heaven 's emblazon'd by the rosy dawn, But din, and various clamour, and mad rant : Domestic cares awake them ; brisk they rise, Distrust, and jealousy to these succeed, Refresh'd, and lively with the joys that flow And anger-kindling taunt, the certain bane From amicable talk, and moderate cups

Of well-knit fellowship. Now horrid frays Sweetly interchang’d. The pining lover finds Commence, the brimming glasses now are hurl'd Present redress, and long oblivion drinks

With dire intent; bottles with bottles clash Of coy Lucinda. Give the debtor wine ;

In rude encounter, round their temples fly His joys are short, and few ; yet when he drinks, The sharp-edg'd fragments, down their butter'd His dread retires, the flowing glasses add

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