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Fame, that her high worth to raise,

Seem'd erft fo lavish and profufe,

We may justly now accuse
Of detraction from her praise;
Lefs than half we find expreft,
Envy bid conceal the rest.

Mark what radiant ftate fhe spreads,
In circle round her fhining throne,
Shooting her beams like filver threads :
This, this is the alone,

Sitting like a Goddess bright,
In the center of her light.

Might the the wife Latona be,
Or the towered Cybele,

Mother of a hundred Gods;

Juno dares not give her odds;

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Who had thought this clime had held

A deity fo unparallel'd?

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As they come forward, the Genius of the wood appears, and, turning toward them, fpeaks.

GENIU S.

STAY, gentle Swains, for though in this disguise,

I fee bright honor sparkle through your eyes ;

Of famous Arcady ye are, and sprung
Of that renowned flood, fo often fung,
Divine Alpheus, who by fecret fluce
Stole under feas to meet his Arethufe;
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And ye, the breathing rofes of the wood,
Fair filver-buskin'd Nymphs as great and good,
I know this quest of yours, and free intent
Was all in honor and devotion meant
To the great miftrefs of yon princely fhrine,
Whom with low reverence I adore as mine,
And with all helpful fervice will comply
To further this night's glad folemnity;
And lead you where ye may more near behold

What shallow-fearching Fame hath left untold;
Which I full oft amidst these shades alone
Have fat to wonder at, and gaze upon :
For know by lot from Jove I am the Power
Of this fair wood, and live in oaken bower,
To nurse the faplings tall, and curl the grove
With ringlets quaint, and wanton windings wove.
And all my plants I fave from nightly ill
Of noisome winds, and blasting vapors chill:
And from the boughs brush off the evil dew,
And heal the harms of thwarting thunder blue,
Or what the crofs dire-looking planet fmites,
Or hurtful worm with canker'd venom bites.
When evening gray doth rife, I fetch
my
Over the mount, and all this hallow'd ground,
And early, ere the odorous breath of morn
Awakes the flumbering leaves, or taffel'd horn
Shakes the high thicket, haste I all about,
Number my ranks, and visit every sprout

round

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With puiffant words, and murmurs made to blefs; 60 But elfe in deep of night, when drowsiness

Hath

Hath lock'd up mortal fenfe, then liften I
To the celestial Syrens' harmony,

That fit upon the nine infolded spheres,

And fing to those that hold the vital shears,

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And turn the adamantin spindle round,

On which the fate of Gods and men is wound.

Such fweet compulfion doth in music lie,

To lull the daughters of Neceffity,

And keep unfteddy Nature to her law,

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And the low world in meafur'd motion draw

After the heavenly tune, which none can hear
Of human mold with grofs unpurged ear;
And yet fuch music worthieft were to blaze
The peerless highth of her immortal praise,
Whofe luftre leads us, and for her most fit,
If my inferior hand or voice could hit
Inimitable founds; yet, as we go,
Whate'er the skill of leffer Gods can flow,
I will affay, her worth to celebrate,

And fo attend ye toward her glittering state;
Where you may all that are of noble stem
Approach and kifs her facred vefture's hem.

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O'ER the smooth enamel'd green,

Where no print of step hath been,
Follow me as I fing,

And touch the warbled ftring,

Under the fhady roof

Of branching elm star-proof.

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NYMPHS and Shepherds, dance no more

By fandy Ladon's lilied banks;
On old Lyceus or Cyllene hoar

Trip no more in twilight ranks ;
Though Erymanth your lofs deplore,

A better foil fhall give you thanks.

From the stony Mænalus

Bring your flocks, and live with us;
Here ye shall have greater grace,

To ferve the Lady of this place.

Though Syrinx your Pan's mistress were,
Yet Syrinx well might wait on her.

Such a rural Queen

All Arcadia hath not seen.

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The EARL of BRIDGEWATER, then Prefident of WALES.

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