And there the fox fecurely feeds; And there the pois'nous adder breeds Has feen this broken pile compleat, ? Big with the vanity of state; But tranfient is the fmile of fate! A little rule, a little sway, A fun beam in a winter's day, And see the rivers how they run, Wave fucceeding wave, they go Thus Thus fhe dreffes green and gay, To difperfe our cares away. Ever charming, ever new, The pleasant seat, the ruin'd tow'r, The town and village, dome and farm, As pearls upon an Æthiop's arm. See on the mountain's southern fide, A step methinks may pass the stream, So we mistake the future's face, } As Which to thofe who journey near, The prefent's ftill a cloudy day. And never covet what I fee: Content me with an humble fhade, We banish quiet from the foul: 'Tis thus the bufy beat the air; And mifers gather wealth and care. While the wanton Zephyr fings, And with mufick fill the fky, Now, ev'n now, my joys run high.. Be Be full, ye courts, be great who will; Search for Peace with all Open wide the lofty door, your skill: Seek her on the marble floor, In vain you search, she is not there; And often, by the murm'ring rill, } THE |