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Hard by, a cottage chimney smokes,
From betwixt two aged oaks,
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,
Are at their favory dinner set
Of herbs, and other country messes, .
Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses;
And then in haste her bow'r she leaves,
With Theftylis to bind the sheaves;
Or if the earlier season lead
To the tann'd haycock in the mead.
Sometimes with secure delight
The upland hamlets will invite,
When the merry bells ring round,
And the jocond rebecs found
To many a youth, and many a maid,
Dancing in the chequer'd shade;
And young and old come forth to play
On a sunshine holy-day,
Till the live-long day-light fail;
Then to the spicy nut-brown ale,
With sories told of many a feat,
How faery Mab the junkets eat,
She was pincht, and pulld she said,
And he by friars lanthorn led
Tells how the drudging Goblin swet,
To earn his cream-bowl duly set,
When in one night, ere glimpse of morn,
His shadowy flale hath thresh'd the corn,

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That ten day-lab’rers could not end;
Then lies him down the lubbar fiend,
And stretch'd out all the chimney's length,
Basks at the fire his hairy strength,
And crop-full out of doors he flings,
Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Thus done the tales, to bed they creep,

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By whisp'ring winds soon lull'd asleep.
Towred cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men,
Where throngs of knights and barons bold
In weeds of peace high triumphs hold,
With store of ladies, whose bright eyes
Rain influence, and judge the prize
Of wit, or arms, while both contend
To win her grace, whom all commend.
There let Hymen oft appear

125 In saffron robe, with taper clear, And pomp, and feast, and revelry, With mask, and antique pageantry, Such sights as youthful poets dream On summer eves by haunted stream.

130 Then to the well-trod stage anon, If Johnson's learned sock be on, Or sweetest Shakespear, fancy's child, Warble his native wood-notes wild. And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs,

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Married to immortal verse,
Such as the meeting Soul may pierce
In notes, with many a winding bout,
Of linked sweetness long drawn out,
With wanton heed, and giddy cunning,
The melting voice through mazes running,
Untwisting all the chains that ty
The hidden soul of harmony;
That Orpheus self may heave his head 145
From golden slumber on a bed
Of heapt Elysian flow'rs, and hear
Such strains as would have won the ear .
Of Pluto, to have quite set free
His half regain'd Eurydice.

- 150 These delights, if thou canst give, Mirth, with thee I mean to live.

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I L P E N S E ROS 0.
L ENCE vain deluding joys,
11 The brood of folly without father bred,
How little you bested,

Or fill’d the fixed mind with all your toys?
Dwell in some idle brain,

And fancies fond with gaudy shapes possess, As thick and numberless

As the gay motes that people the sun-beams, Or likest hovering dreams

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The fickle pensioners of Morpheus train. 10 But hail thou Goddess, sage and holy, Hail divinest Melancholy, Whose saintly visage is too bright . To hit the sense of human sight, And therefore to our weaker view O’er-laid with black, staid wisdom's hue; Black, but such as in esteem Prince Memnon's sister might beseem, Or that starr’d Ethiop queen that strove To set her beauties praise above The Sea-Nymphs, and their pow’rs offended : Yet thou art higher far descended, Thee bright-har'd Vesta long of yore To solitary Saturn bore; His daughter she (in Saturn's reign, Such mixture was not held a stain.) Oft in glimmering bow’rs and glades He met her, and in secret shades Of woody Ida's inmost grove, While yet there was no fear of Jove. Come pensive Nun, devout and pure, Sober, stedfast, and demure, All in a robe of darkest grain, Flowing with majestic train, And fable stole of Cyprus lawn,

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Come, but keep thy wonted state,
With even step, and musing gate,
And looks commercing with the skies,
Thy rapt foul sitting in thine eyes :
There held in holy passion still,
Forget thyself to marble, till
With a sad leaden downward cast
Thou fix them on the earth as fast:
And join with thee calm Peace and Quiet, 45
Spare Fast, that oft with Gods doth diet,
And hears the Muses in a ring
Ay round about Jove's altar fing:
And add to these retired Leisure,
That in trim gardens takes his pleasure; 50
But first, and chiefest, with thee bring,
Him that yon foars on golden wing,
Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne,
The Cherub Contemplation;
And the mute Silence hist along,
'Less Philomel will deign a song,
In her sweetest, saddest plight,
Smoothing the rugged brow of night,
While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke,
Gently o'er th' accustom’d oak;

- 60 Sweet bird that shun'st the noise of folly,

Most musical, most melancholy ! · Thee chauntress of the woods among I woo to hear thy even-song;

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