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Another fault which often


befall, Nature's whole strength united ! endless fame, Is, when the wit of some great poet shall And universal shouts, attend their name! So overflow, that is, be none at all,

Read Homer once, and you can read no more, That ev'r his fools speak fenfe, as if possest, For all books elfe appear so mean, so poor, And each by intpiration breaks bis jett. Verle will seem prole; but still perfift to read, If once the justnels of each part be loft,

And Homer will be all the books


need. Well may we laugh, but at the poct's coft. Had Boffu never writ, the world had still That filly thing men call theer-wit avoid, Like Indians view'd this wondrous piece of With which our age fo naufcously is cloy'd:

tkill; Humour is all; wit should be only brought As something of divine the work admir'd To tuin agrecably some proper thought. Not hcp'd to be instructed, but inspir'd :

But since the poets we of late have known But he, disclosing facred mysteries, Shine in no drets so much as in their own, Has fhewn where all the mighty magic lies; Thę better by example to convince,

Defcrib'd the feeds, and in what order fown, Caft but a view on this wrong side of fenfe. That have to such a vast proportion grown. Firli, a soliloquy is calmly made,

Sure from some angel he the secret knew, Where ev'ry realon is exactly weighi d; Who through this labyrinth has lent the clue. Which once perform’d, molt opportunely comes But whai, alas ! avails it poor mankind, Some hero frighted at the noise of druins; To see this pronis d land, yet stay behind ? For her sweet sake, whom at nirit fight he loves, The way is thewn, but who has strength to go? And all in mctaphor his paflion proves : Who can all sciences profoundly know? But some fad accident, though yet unknown, Whofe fancy flies beyond weak Rcalon's light, Parting this pair, to leave the swain alone; And yet has judgment to direct it right? He straight grows jealous, tho' we know not Whole just discernment, Virgil-like, is sucli, why;

Never to lay too little or too much ? Then, tu oblige his rival, needs will die : Let such a man begin without delay; But first he makes a speech, wherein he tells But he must do beyond what i can say ; The absent nymph how much hio Hame excels; Must above Tasfo's lofty flights prevail, And yet bequeaths her generoudly now, Succeed where Spenser and ev'n Milton fail. To that lov'd rival whoin he does not know ! Who straight appears ; but who can fate withstand:

§ 51. Tbe Chice.

Too late, alas! to hold his hafty hand,

That just has given himself the cruel ftroke !
At which his very rival's heart is broke :
He, more to his new friend than mittress kind,

Tbe biedt promoted. Address 10 bis Royal Hizonek Most sadly mourus at being left behind;

ibe Prince. The origin of bunting. The rule Of such a death prefers the pleasing charms

and unpolifbeil manner of ibe forfi bunters. Beasts To love, and living in a lady's arms.

at first bunted for food and fucrifice. The grant What Thamcful and what inonstrous things are

made by God in man of ile beats, &. The these ! And then they rail at those they cannot please:

rezular manner of bunting first brought into this

island by ibe Normans. The bejt bounds and beft Conclude us only partial to the dead,

borfes bred bere. Tive advantage of this exerAnd grudge the lign of old Ben Jonton's head;

cije 10 us, as ifiunders. Aciditss to gentlemen of When the intrinsic value of the stage

ijtales. Situation of the kennel, and its fovera! Can scarce be judg'd but by a following age:

courts. The diversion and employment of howids For dances, fiutcs, Italian fongs, and rhyme

in ibe kennil. The different forts of bounds for May keep up tinking nonsense for a time;

cach differerit chace. Description of a perfect But that muit fail, which now so much o'er-rules,

bound. Of fizing and forting of bounds; the And sense no longer will fubmit to fools.

midilli-fized borrnd recommended. Of ihe large By painful fteps at last we labour up

deep-moutbed bound for bunting the stag and Pamal'us' hill, on whose bright airy top

olter. Of the lime-bound; their use on the boxThe epic poets so divinely shew,

ders of England and Scailand. A physical acAnd with just pride behold the rest below.

count of scents. Of good and bad seenting durys. Heroic poems have a just pretence

A foort admonition to my brotbren of the couples. To be the utmost stretch of human sense ; A work of such inestimable worth,

THE Chace I fing, hounds, and their various There are but two the world has yet brought forth!

And no leis various use. O thou, great Prince! Homer and Virgil! with what sacred awe Whom Cambria's tow'ring hills proclaim their Do those mere founds the world's attention draw! lord, Just as a changeling scems below the rest Deign thou to hear my bold instructive song. Of men, or rather is a two-legg'd beast, While grateful citizens, with pompous fhow, So these gigantic fouls, amaz'd, we find Rear the triumphal arch, rich with th' exploits As much above the rest of human kind! Of thy illustrious house; while virgins pave



Thy way with Aow'rs, and as the Royal Youth Or chance or industry in after times
Passing they view, admire, and high in vain; Some few improvements made, but short as yet
While crowded theatres, tco fondly proud Of due perfection. In this ifle remote
Of their exotic minstrels and shrill pipes, Our painted ancestors were low to learn :
The price of manhood, hail thee with a song, To arms devote, in the politer arts
And airs soft warbling; my hoarse-founding horn Nor skill'd nor ftudious; till from Neustria's coafts
Invites thee to the Chace, the sport of kings; Victorious William to more decent rules
Image of war without its guilt. The Muse Subdued our Saxon fathers, taught to speak
Aloft on wing shall soar, conduct with care The proper dialect, with horn and voice
Thy foaming courser o'er the steepy rock, To cheer the busy hound, whose well-known cry
Or on the river bank receive thee laft, His lift'ning peers approve with joint acclaim.
Light bounding o'er the wave from thore to shore. From himn successive huntsmen learn'd to join
Be thou our great protector, gracious Youth; In bloody social leagues the multitude
And if, in future times, some envious prince, Dispers'd, to size, to sort their various tribes ;
Careless of right, and guileful, should invade To rear, feed, hunt, and discipline the pack.
Thy Britain's commerce, or thould strive in vain Hail, happy Britain ! highly favour'd' ifle,
To wrest the balance from thy equal hand, And Heaven's peculiar care! to thee 'tis given
Thy hunter-train, in cheerful green array'd To train the sprightly steed, more fleet than those
(A band undaunted, and inur'd to toils), Begot by winds, or the celestial breed
Shall compass thce around, die at thy feet, That bore the great Pelides thro' the press
Or hew thy passage thro' th' embattled foe, Of heroes arm'd, and broke their crowded ranks,
And clear thy way to fame : inspir'd by thee, Which proudly neighing, with the sun begins
The nobler chace of glory thall pursue

Cheerful his course, and ere his beams decline, Thro' fire, and smoke, and blood, and fields of Has measur'd half thy surface unfatigued. death.

In thee alone, fair land of Liberty! Nature, in her productions Now, aspires Is bred the perfect hound, in scent and speed By just degrees to reach perfection's hcight: As yet unrivall'd, while in other climes So mimic Art works leisurely, till Time Their virtue fails, a weak degen’rate race. Improve the piece, or wisc Experience give In vain malignant steams and winter fogs The proper finishing. When Nimrod bold, Load the dull air, and hover round our coasts; That mighty hunter! first made war on beasts, The huntsman, ever gay, robust, and bold, And stain’d the woodland green with purple dye, Defies the noxious vapour, and confides New and unpolith'd was the huntsman's art; In this delightful exercise to raise No ftatcd rule, his wanton will his guide. His drooping head, and cheer his heart with joy. With clubs and stones, rude implements of war! Ye vig'rous youths ! by liniling Fortune blest He arm'd his favage bands, a multitude With large demesnes, hereditary wealth, Untrain'd: of twining osiers form'd, they pitch Heap'd copious by your wise forefathers' care, Their artlefs toils, then range the desert hills, Hear and attend! while I the means reveal And scour the plains below: the trembling herd T' enjoy thele pleasures, for the weak too ftrong, Start at th’ unusual found, and clam'rous thout Too costly for the poor : to rein the steed Unheard before ; surpris'd, alas! to find [lord, Swift stretching o'er the plain, to cheer the pack Man now their foe, whom erft they deem'd their Op’ning in concerts of harmonious joy, But mild and gentle, and

whom as yet

But brcathing death. What tho' the gripe severe
Secure they graz'd. Death stretches o'er the plain of brazen-fifted Time, and flow Disease
Wide wasting, and grim Slaughter, red with blood; Creeping thro' ev'ry vein, and nerve unstrung,
Urg'd on by hunger keen, they wound, they kill; Afflict my shatter'd frame, undaunted ftill,
Their rage licentious knows no bound : at last, Fix'd as a mountain-ath, chat braves the bolts
Encumber'd with their poils, joyful they bear Of angry Jove, tho' blasted, yet unfallen;
Upon their shoulders broad the blceding prey. Still can my soul in Fancy's mirror view
Part on their altars smokes, a facrifice

Deeds glorious once, recall the joyous scene
To that all-gracious Pow'r whose bounteous hand in all its splendours deck’d, o'er the full bowl
Supports his wide creation; what remains Recount my triumphs paft, urge others on
On living coals they broil, inelegant

With hand and voice, and point the winding way;
Of taste, nor skill'd as yet in nicer arts

Pleas'd with that social sweet garrulity,
Of pamper'd luxury. Devotion pure, The poor disbanded veteran's fole delight.
And strong necetlity, thus first began

First let the kennel be the huntsman's care,
The chace of bcasts; tho'bloody was the deed, Upon some little eminence erect,
Yet without guilt: for the green herb alone And fronting to the ruddy lawn; its courts
Unequal to futtain man's lab'ring race,

On either hand wide op'ning to receive
Now ev'ry moving thing that liv'd on carth The sun's all-cheering beams,when mild he shines,
Was granted him for food *. So just is Heaten, And gilds the mountain tops: for much the pack
To give us in proportion to our wants. (Rous'd from their dark alcoves) delight to stretch,

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And bafk in his invigorating ray.

Begun, combat ensures ; growling they snarl, Warn'd by the streaming light, and merry lark, Then,on their haunches rear’d, rampant they seize Forth rush the jolly clan ; with tuneful throats Each others throats; with teeth and claws in gore They carol loud, and in grand chorus join'd Bermear'd, they wound, they tear, tillon the ground, Salute the new-born day: for not alone Panting, half dead, the conquer'd champion lies: The vegetable world, but men and brutes Then ludden all the base ignoble crowd, Own his reviving influence, and joy

Loud-clam’ring, seize the helpless, worried wretch, At his app cach. Fountain of Light ! if chance And, thirsting for his blood, drag different ways Some envious cloud veil thy refulg nt brow, His mangled carcase on th' enfanguin'd plain, In vain the Mules' aid ; untouch'd, unftrung, O breatts of pity void ! t'oppress the weak, Lies my mute harp, and thy desponding bard To point your vengeance at the friendless head, Sits darkly musing o'er th' unfinish'd lay. And with one mutual cry insult the fallen!

Let no Corinthian pillars prop the dome; Emblem too just of man's degenerate race. A vain expence, on charitable deeds

Others apart, by native instinct led, Better dispos'd, to clothe the tatter'd wretch Knowing instructor! 'mong the ranker grass Who shrinks beneath the blast, to feed the poor Cull cach falubrious plant, with bitter juice Pinch'd with afflictive want. For use, not state, Concoctive stor’d, and potent to allay Gracefully plain, let each apartment rise. Each vicious ferment. Thus the hand divine O'er all let cleanliness preside, no scraps Of Providence, beneficent and kind Beftrew the pavement, and no half-pick'd bones To all his creatures, for the brutes prescribes To kindle fierce debate, or to disgust

A ready remedy, and is himtelf That nicer fense on which the sportsinan's hope Their great Physician. Now grown stiff with age, And all its future triuinphs mult depend. And many a painful chace, the wise old hound, Soon as the growling pick with eager joy Regardleis of the frolic pack, attends Have lapp'd their smoking viands, morn or eve, His master's side, or numbers at his ease From the full cistern lead the ductile streams, Beneath the bending thade; there many a ring To wah thy court well pav'd, nor spare thy pains; Runs o'er in dreams; now on the doubtful foil For much to health will cleanliness avail. Puzzles perplex'd, or doubles intricate, Seek'st thou for hounds to climb the rocky steep, Cautious unfolds, then wing'd with all his speed And brush th' entangled covert, whose nice scent Bounds o'er the lawn to seize his panting prey, O'er greaty fallows and frequented roads And in imperfect whimp’rings fpeaks his joy. Can pick the dubious way? Banish far off A diff'rent hound for ev'ry diff'rent chace Each noisome stench, let no offensive smell Select with judgment; nor the tim'rous hare Invade thy wide inclosure, but adınit

O'ermatch'd deltroy, but leave that vile offence The nitrous air and purifying breeze.

To the mean, murd'rons, coursing crew, intent Water and shade no leis demand thy care. On blood and spoil. Oblaft their hopes, just Heav'n! In a large square th' adjacent field inclole; And all their painful drudgeries repsy There plant in equal ranks the spreading elm, With disappointment and levere remorse; Or fragrant lime; most happy thy design,

But husband thou thy pleatures, and give scope If at the bottom of thy spacious court To all her fubtle play. By Nature led, A large canal, fed by the crystal brcok,

A thousand shifts the tries: t' unravel these From its transparent bofom shall reflect Th’industrious beagle twists his waving tail, Thy downward structure and inverted grove.' Thro' all her labyrinths pursues, and rings Here, when the sun's too potcnt gleams annoy Her doleful knell. See there with count'nance The crowded kennel ; and the drouping pack, blithe, Restless and faiut, loll their unmoilten'd tongues, And with a courtly grin, the fawning hound And drop their feeble tails; to cooler shades Salutes thee cow'ring; his wide op'ning nose Lead forth the panting tribes : scon thalt thou find Upward he curls, and his large floe-black eyes The cordial breeze their fainting hearts revive: Melt in foft blandithients and humble joy: Tumultuous foon they plunge into the stream, His glosiy skin, or yellow pied, or blue, There lave their recking lides; with grcedy joy In lights or thades by Nature's pencil drawn, Gulp down the Ayiag wave; this way and that Reflects the various tints; his ears and legs, From shore to shore they swim, while clamour loud Fieck'd here and there, in gay enamellid pride And wild uproar tornient the troubled flood : Rival the speckled pard; his rulh-grown tail Then on the funny bank they roll and stretch O'er his broad back bends in an ample arch : Their dripping limbs, or else in wanton rings On shoulders clean upright and firm he stands : Coursing around, pursuing and pursued, His round cat-foot, straight hams, and wide-spread The merry multitude dilporting play.

thighs, But here with watchful and observant eye And his low-dropping chest, confess his speed, Attend their frolics, which too often end His frength, his wind, or on the steepy hill In bloody broils and death. High o'er thy head Or far-extended plain; in ev'ry part Wave thy resounding whip, and with a voice So well-proportion'd, that the nicer skill Fierce menacing o'er-rule the itern debate, Of Phidias himself can't blame thy choice : And quench their kindling rage: for oft, in sport Of such compofc thy pack. But bere a mean



Observe, nor the large hound prefer, of size That utters loud his rage, attentive cheers : Gigantic; he in the thick-woven covert Soon the fagacious brute, his curling tail Painfully tugs, or in the ihorny brake

Flourith'd in air, low bending plies around Torn and embarrass'd bleeds : but if too small, His buty note, the steaming vapour (nuffs The pigmy brood in ev'ry furrow swims; Inquisitive, nor leaves one turf untried, Moil'd in the clogging clay, panting they lag Till, conicious of the recent stains, his heart Behind inglorious ; or elie thiv'rins creen, Beats quick; his inuffing nole, his active tail, Benumb’d and faint, beneath the theltering thorn: Attest his joy; then with deep-opening mouth, For hounds of middle size, active and strong,

That makes the welkin eremble, he proclaims Will better answer all thiy various ends,

Th' audacious felon : foot by foot he marks And crown thy plealing labours with fuccess. His winding way, while all the lift'ning crowd

As some brave captain, curious and exact, Applaud bis reas'nings. O'er the wat ry ford,
By his fix'd standard forms in equal ranks Dry sandy heaths, and sony barren bits,
His gay battalion, as one man they move Oer beaten paths with men and beafts difiaidd,
Step after step, their size the same, their arms Unerring he pursues, till at the cot
Far-gleaming dart the fame united blaze; Arriv'd, and seizing by his guilty throat
Reviewing generals his merit own ;

The caitiff vile, redeems the captive prey :
Huw regular! how just ! and all his cares So exquisitely delicate his tense!
Are well repaid if mighty George approve :

Should somemore curious sportsinan here enquire
So model thou thy pack, if honour touch Whence this fagacity, this wondrous pow's
Thy gen’rous soul, and the world's just applause. Of tracing step by step or man or brute?
But above all take heed, nor mix'thy hounds What guide invisible points out their way
Of diff'rent kinds ; discordant sounds shall grate O'er the dank marth, bleak hill, and sandy plain?
Thy ears offended, and a lagging line

The courteous Mure thall the dark caure reveal. Of babbling curs disgrace thy broken pack. The blood that from the heart inceffant rolls But if th' amphibious otter be thy chace, In many a crimson tide, then here and there Or stately stag that o'er the woodland reigns ; In smaller rills difparted, as it flows Or if th' harmonious thunder of the field Propell’d, the ferous particles evade Delight thy ravith'd ears; the deep-few'd hound Thro'ch' open pores, and with the ambient air Breed up with care, strong, heavy, slow, but lure; Entangling mix. As fuming vapours rile, Whose ears down-hanging from his thick round And hang upon the gently-purling-brook, head

There by th' incumbent atmosphere compresa, Shall sweep the morning dew,whose clanging voice The panting chace grows warmer as he tries, Awake the mountain Echo in her cell,

And thro' the net-work of the skin perspirts, And make the forests: the bold talbot kind Leaves a long streaming trail behind, which br Of these the prime, as white as Alpine inews, The cooler air condens'd, remains, unleis And

great their use of old. Upon the banks By fome rude storm dispers'd, or rarefied Of Tweed, Now winding thro' the vale, the seat By the meridian fun's intenfer heat. Of war and rapine once, ere Britons knew To ev'iy shrub the warm efiluria cling, The freets of peace, or Anna's dread commands Hang on the grass, impregnate earth and 1).ics. To lasting leagues the haughty rivals aw'il, With noftı ils op'ning wide, o'er hiil, v'er dale. There dwelt a pilf 'ring race, well train'dand skill'd The vig'rous hounds pursue, with ev'ry breath In ali the mysteries of theft, the Tpoil

Inhále the grateful fteam, quick pleasures fting Their only substance, feuds and war their sport; Their tingling nerves, while they their thanks Not more expert in ev'ry fraudrul art

rupay, Th’arch feion was of old, who by the tail And in triumphant melody confess Drew back his lowing prize: in vain his wiles, The titillating joy. Thus on the air In vain the ihelter of the cov'ring rock, Depend the hunter's hopes. When ruddy streaks In vain the footy cloud and ruddy flames Ac eve forebode a bluft ring stormy day, That issued from his inouth: for foon he paid Or low’ring clouds blacken the mountain's brow; His forfeit life ; a debt how justly due

When nipping frosts, and the keen biting blafts To wrongd Alcides and avenging Heaven! Of the dry-parching east, menace the trees, Veild in the shades of night they ford the strcam, With tender blofioms teeming; kindly spare Then prowling far and wear, whare'er thcy scize Thy ilceping pack, in their warm beds of straw Becomes their prey; nor Hocks nor herds are fare, Loiv-linking at their ease! listless, they fhrink Nor stalls protect the steer, nor strong-barr'd doors Into fome dark recefs, nor hear thy voice, Secure the fav'rite horse. Soon as the morn Tho' oft invok'd; or haply if thy call Reveals his wrongs, with ghaftly visage wan kuule up the fluinb'ring tribe, with heavy eyes, The plıınder'd owner Itanuls, and from his lips Glaz’d, lifeless, dull, downward they drop their A thousand thronging curles burlt their way :

tails Ile calls his stout allies, and in a line

Inverted; high on their bent backs erect His faithful hound he leads, then with a voice Their pointed bristles stare, or 'mong the tufts

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* Cacus, Virg Æn, lib, vüi.



Of ranker weeds each stomach-healing plant Their moving camp; now on some cooler hill, Curious they crop, sick, spiritless, forlorn. With cedars crown'd, court the refrcthing breeze; Thele inauspicious days on other cares

And then below, where trickling streams diftil Employ thy precious hours; th' improving friend From fome penurious source, their thirst allay, With open arms embrace, and from his lips and feed their fainting flocks: fo the wise hares Glean science, season'd with good-natur'd wit: Oft quit their fears, lett some more curious cye But if th' inclement skies and angry Jore Should mark their haunts, and by dark treacheForbid the pleasing intercourse, thy books

rous wiles Invite thy ready hand; each sacred page Plot their deftru&ion; or perchance, in hopes Rich with the wife remarks of heroes old. Of plenteous forage, near the ranker incad Converse familiar with th' üluftrious dead; Or matied blade wary and close they lit. With great exainples of old Greece or Rome When spring shines forth, season of love and jny, Enlarge thy free-born heart, and bless kind Heaven in the moist marsh, 'mong beds of rushes hid, That Britain yet enjoys dear Liberty,

They cool their boiling blood. When summer Tluat balın of life, that liveetest blefling, chcap

suns Thu' purchas'd with our blood. Well-bred, polite, Bake the cleft earth, to thick wide-waving fields Credit

' thy calling. Sce! how mean, how low, Of corn full grown they lead their helpless youngi The booklets faunt'ring youth, proud of the Ikut But when autumnal torrents and fierce rains That dignifies his cap, his flourish'd belt, Deluge the vale, in the dry crumbling bank And rusty couples jingling by his fide! Their forms they delve, and cautiously avoid Be thou of other mould; and know that such The dripping covert: yet when winter's cold Transporting pleasures were by Heaven ordaind Their limbs benumbs,thither with speed return'd, Wisdom's relief, and Virtue's great reward. In the long grass they sculk, or Mrinking creep

Among the wither'd leaves : thus changing still

As fancy prompts them, or as food invites.
But ev'ry seafon carefully observ'd,

Th' inconstant winds, the fickle element, Of i be power of instinkt in bruies. Two remark- The wise experienc'd huntsman foon may find avle infances in ibe bunting of the roebuck, ard His tedious hours, till his impatient hounds,

His subtle, various game, nor waste in vain in the bare going to feat in the morning. Of With disappointment vex’d, each springing lark tbe varicly of seats or forms of the bare, according to the changes of the season, weather, or

Babbling pursue, far scatter'd o'er the fields. wind. Description of the bare-bunting in all it: Her fragrant bounties show'rs; the fields are thorn:

Now golden Autumn from her open lap parts

, intersperfed with rules to be observed by Inwardiy smiling, the proud farmer views inale wbo follow that cbace. Tranfilion 10 the The riling pyramids that grace his yard, Ajia!ic way of bunting, particularly ibe magni- And counts his large increase: his barns are stor’d; ficent manner of the Great Mogul, and uber And groaning faddles hend beneath their load. Tartarian princes, taken from Monsieur

Bernier, All now is free as air, and the gay pack and the History of Gengiskan the Great. Concludes In the rough briftly stubbles range unblam’d. with a short reproof of tyrants and oppreffors of No widow's tears o'crflow, no secret curse mankind.

Swells in the farmer's breast, which his pale lips NOR will it less delight th' attentive sage Trembling conceal, by his fierce landlord aw'd; T'observe that instinct which unerring guides But courteous now he levels ev'ry fence, The brutal race, which mimics Reason's lore, Joins in the common cry, and halloos loud, And oft transcends. Heaven-taught, the roe- Charm'd with the rattling thunder of the field. buck swift

Oh bear me, some kind pow'r invisible ! Loiters at ease before the driving pack, To that extended lawn, where the gay court And mocks their vain pursuit, nor far he flies; View the swift racers stretching to the goal; But checks his ardour, till the steaming Icent Games more renown'd, and a far nobler train, That frethens on the blade provokes their rage. Than proud Elean fields could boast of old ; Urgʻd to their speed, his weak deluded focs Oh were a Theban lyre not wanting here, Soon flag fatigued; strain’d to excess, each nerve, And Pindar's voice, to do their merit right! Each flackend sinew, fails : they pant, they Or to those spacious plains where the strain'deye, foam :

In the wide prospect loft, beholds at last Then o'er the lawn he bounds, o'er the high hills Sarum's proud fpire, that o'er the hills ascends, Stretches secure, and leaves the scatter'd crowd And pierces thro' the clouds; or to thy downs, To puzzle in the distant vale below.

Fair Cotswold ! where the well-breath'd beagle 'Tis instinct that directs the jealous hare

climbs, To choose her soft abode. With step revers'a With matchless speed, thy green-aspiring brow, She forms the doubling maze; then, ere the morn And leaves the lagging multitude behind. Peeps thro' the clouds, leaps to her close recess. Hail, gentle Dawn! mild blushing goddess,hail !

As wand'ring thepherds on th' Arabian plains Rejoic'd I see thy purple mantle spread
No settled residence observe, but fift

O'ér half the skies; gems pave thy radiant way,



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