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III. But Venus, suffering not her favourite worm For aye to fleepen in his filky tomb, Instructs him to throw off his pristine form, And the gay features of a fly assume; When, lo! eftfoons from the surrounding gloom, He vigorous breaks, forth issuing from the wound His horny beak had made, and finding room,

On new-plum’d pinions flutters all around,
And buzzing fpeaks his joy in most expressive found.

IV.
So may the God of Science and of Wit,
With pitying eye ken thee his darling fon;
Shake from thy fatty sides the slumberous fit,
In which, alas ! thou art fo woe begon!
Or with his pointed arrows goad thee on;
Till thou refeelest life in all thy veins
And, on the wings of Resolution,

Like thine own hero dight, fliest o’er the plains,
Chaunting his peerless praise in never-dying strains.

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HE SEASONS.

SPRING
SUMMER
AUTUMN
WINTER
A Hymn
The Castle of INDOLENCE.
Canto I.
Canto II.

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END OF THE FIRST VOLUME.

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