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Enormous in its growth, for various use

Empowered to supply what Nature asks Though these are meet, though after full repast Frugal, or what nice appetite requires ? Are oft requir'd, and crown the rich dessert ? The meadows here, with battening ooze enrich'd,

What, though the Pear-tree rival not the worth Give spirit to the grass ; three cubits high Of Ariconian products ? yet her freight

The jointed herbage shoots; th' unfallow'd glebe
Is not contemn'd, yet her wide-branching arms Yearly o'ercomes the granaries with store
Best screen thy mansion from the fervent Dog, Of golden wheat, the strength of human life.
Adverse to life; the wintry hurricanes

Lo, on auxiliary poles, the hops
In vain employ their roar, her trunk unmov'd Ascending spiral, rang'd in meet array!
Breaks the strong onset, and controls their rage. Lo, how the arable with barley-grain
Chiefly the Bosbury, whose large increase,

Stands thick, o'ershadow'd, to the thirsty hind Annual, in sumptuous banquets claims applause. Transporting prospect! these, as modern use Thrice acceptable beverage! could but Art Ordains, infus'd, an auburn drink compose, Subdue the floating lee, Pomona's self

Wholesome, of deathless fame. Here, to the sight, Would dread thy praise, and shun the dubious Apples of price, and plenteous sheaves of corn, strife.

Oft interlac'd occur, and both imbibe
Be it thy choice, when summer-heats annoy, Fitting congenial juice; so rich the soil,
To sit beneath her leafv

So much does fructuous moisture o'er-abound!
Quaffing rich liquids! oh! how sweet t' enjoy, Nor are the hills unarniable, whose tops
At once her fruits, and hospitable shade!

To Heaven aspire, affording prospect sweet But how with equal numbers shall we match To human ken; nor at their feet the vales The Musk's surpassing worth; that earliest gives Descending gently, where the lowing herd Sure hopes of racy wine, and in its youth,

Chew verdurous pasture; nor the yellow fields Its tender nonage, loads the spreading boughs Gaily' interchang'd, with rich variety With large and juicy offspring, that defies

Pleasing; as when an emerald green, enchasd The vernal nippings, and cold sideral blasts! In flamy gold, from the bright mass acquires Yet let her to the Red-streak yield, that once A nobler hue, more delicate to sight. Was of the sylvan kind, uncivilizid,

Next and the sylvan shades, and silent groves, Of no regard, till Scudamore's skilful hand (Haunt of the Druids) whence the Earth is fed Improv'd her, and by courtly discipline

With copious fuel ; whence the sturdy oak, Taught her the savage nature to forget:

A prince's refuge once, th' eternal guard Hence styld the Scudamorean plant; whose wine Of England's throne, by sweating peasants felld, Whoever tastes, let him with grateful heart Stems the vast main, and bears tremendous war Respect that ancient loyal house, and wish To distant nations, or with sov'reign sway The nobler peer, that now transcends our hopes Awes the divided world to peace and love. In early worth, his country's justest pride,

Why should the Chalybes, or Bilboa boast Uninterrupted joy, and health entire.

Their harden'd iron; when our mines produce Let every tree in every garden own

As perfect martial ore? can Tmolus' head The Red-streak as supreme, whose pulpous fruit Vie with our saffron odours? or the fleece With gold irradiate, and vermilion shines

Bætic, or finest Tarentine, compare Tempting, not fatal, as the birth of that

With Lemster's silken wool? where shall we find Primeval interdicted plant that won

Men more undaunted, for their country's weal Fond Eve in hapless hour to taste, and die,

More prodigal of life? In ancient days This, of more bounteous influence, inspires

The Roman legions, and great Cæsar, found Poetic raptures, and the lowly Muse

Our fathers no mean foes: and Cressy's plains, Kindles to loftier strains; even I perceive

And Agincourt, deep-ting'd with blood, confess Her sacred virtue. See! the numbers flow What the Silures vigour unwithstood Easy, whilst, cheer'd with her nectareous juice, Could do in rigid fight; and chiefly what Hers, and my country's praises I exalt.

Brydges' wide-wasting hand, first garter'd knight, Hail Herefordian plant, that dost disdain

Puissant author of great Chandos' stem, All other fields! Heaven's sweetest blessing, hail! High Chandos, that transmits paternal worth, Be thou the copious matter of my song,

Prudence, and ancient prowess, and renown, And thy choice nectar; on which always waits T' his noble offspring. O thrice happy peer! Laughter, and sport, and care-beguiling wit, That, blest with hoarywigour, view'st thyself And friendship, chief delight of human life.

Fresh blooming in thy generous son; whose lips, What should we wish for more? or why, in quest Flowing with nervous eloquence exact, of foreign vintage, insincere, and inixt,

Charm the wise senate, and attention win Traverse th'extremest world? why tempt the rage In deepest councils: Ariconium pleas'd, Of the rough ocean? when our native glebe Him, as her chosen worthy, first salutes. Imparts, from bounteous womb, annual recruits Him on th' Iberian, on the Gallic shore, Of wine delectable, that far surmounts

Him hardy Britons bless; his faithful hand Gallic, or Latin grapes, or those that see

Conveys new courage from afar, por more The setting sun near Calpe's towering height. The general's conduct, than his care avails. Nor let the Rhodian, nor the Lesbian vines

Thee also, glorious branch of Cecil's line, Vaunt their rich Must, nor let Tokay contend This country claims; with pride and joy to thee For sovereignty ; Phanæus self must bow

Thy Alterennis calls: yet she endures
To th' Ariconian vales: and shall we doubt Patient thy absence, since thy prudent choice
T' improve our vegetable wealth, or let

Has fix'd thee in the Muses' fairest seat ),
The soil lie idle, which, with fit manure,
With largest nsary repay, alone

9 Oxford.


Where Aldrich 4 reigns, and from his endless store And is there found a wretch so base of mind,
Of universal knowledge still supplies

That woman's powerful beauty dares condemn,
His noble care; he generous thoughts instils Exactest work of Heaven? He ill deserves
Of true nobility, their country's love,

Or love, or pity ; frienilless let him see (Chief end of life) and forins their ductile minds

Uneasy, tedious day, despis'd, forlorn, To human virtues: by his genius led,

As stain of human race: but may the man, Thou soon in every art pre-eminent

That cheerfully recounts the female's praise,
Shalt grace this isle, and rise to Burleigh's fame. Find equal love, and love's untainted sweets

Hail high-born peer! and thou, great nurse of arts, Enjoy with honour! O, ye gods! might I
And men, from whence conspicuous patriots spring, Elect my fate, my happ est choice should be
Hanmer, and Bromley ; thou, to whom with due A fair and mode. t virgin, that invites
Respect Wintonia bows, and joyful owns

With aspect chaste, forbidding loose desire,
Thy mitred offspring; be for ever blest

Tenderly smiling; in whose heavenly eve With like examples, and to future times

Sits purest love enthron'd: but if the stars Proficuous, such a race of men produce,

Malignant these my better hopes oppose,
As, in the cause of virtue firm, may fix

May 1, at least, the sacred pleasures know
Her throne inviolate. Hear, ye gods, this vow Of strictest amity; por ever want
From one, the meanest in her numerous train; A friend, with whom I mutually may share
Though meanest, not least studious of her praise. Gladness and anguish, by kind intercourse

Muse, raise thy voice to Beaufort's spotless fame, Of speech and offices. May in my mind,
To Beaufort, in a long descent derived

Indelible a grateful sense remain From royal ancestry, of kingly rights

Of favours undeserv'd !-O thou! from whom Faithful asserters, in him centering meet

Gladly both rich and low seek aid ; most wise
Their glorious virtues, high desert from pride Interpreter of right, whose gracious voice
Disjoin’d, unshaken honour, and contempt

Breathes equity, and curbs too rigid law
Of strong allurements. O illustrions prince! With mild, impartial reason; what returns
O thou of ancient faith! exulting, thee,

Of thanks are due to thy beneficence
In her fair list this happy land enrolls.

Freely vouchsaf'd, when to the gates of Death
Who can refuse a tributary verse

I tended prone? if thy indulgent care
To Weymouth, firmest friend of slighted worth Had not preven'd, among unbody'd shades
In evil days? whose hospitable gate,

I now had wanderd; and these empty thoughts
Unbarr'd to all, invites a numerous train

Of apples perish'd; but, uprais'd by thee,
Of daily guests; whose board, with plenty crown'd, I tune my pipe afresh, each night and day,
Revives the feast-rites old: meanwhile his care | Thy unexampled goodness to extol
Forgets not the afficted, but content

Desirous; but nor night, nor day, suffice
In acts of secret goodness, shuns the praise, For that great task; the highly-honour'd name
That sure attends. Permit me, bounteous lord, Of Trevor must employ my willing thoughts
To blazon what, though hid, will beauteous shine, Incessant, dwell for ever on my tongue.
And with thy name to dignify my song.

Let me be grateful; but let far from me
But who is he, that on the winding stream Be fawning cringe, and false dissembling look,
Of Vaga first drew vital breath, and now

And servile flattery, that harbours oft
Approv'd in Anna's secret councils sits,

In courts and gilded roofs. Some loose the bands Weighing the sum of things, with wise forecast Of ancient friendship, cancel Nature's laws Solicitous of public good ? how large

For pageantry, and tawdry gewgaws. Some
His mind, that comprehends whate'er was known Renounce their sires, oppose paternal right
To old, or present time; yet not elate,

For rule and power; and others realms invade
Not conscious of its skill? what praise deserves With specious shows of love. This traitorous wretch
His liberal band, that gathers but to give,

Betrays his sovereign. Others, destitute
Preventing suit? O not unthankful Muse,

Of rcal zeal, to every altar bend
Him lowly reverence, that first deign'd to hear By lucre sway'd, and act the basest things
Thy pipe, and screen'd thee from opprobrious tongues, To be styl'd honourable: the honest man,
Acknowledge thy own Harley, and his name Simple of heart, prefers inglorious want
Inscribe on every bark; the wounded plants To ill-got wealth; rather from door to door,
Will fast increase, faster thy just respect.

A jocund pilgrim, though distress'd, he 'll rove,
Such are our heroes, by their virtues known, Than break his plighted faith; nor fear, nor hope,
Or skill in peace, and war: of softer mould Will shock his stedfast soul; rather debarr'd
The female sex, with sweet attractive airs

Each common privilege, cut off from hopes
Sabdue obdurate hearts. The travellers oft, Of meanest gain, of present goods despoil'd,
That view their matchless forms with transient He 'll bear the marks of infamy contemn'd,

Unpity'd; yet his mind, of evil pure,
Catch sudden love, and sigh for nymphs unknown, Supports him, and intention free from fraud.
Smit with the magic of their eyes : nor hath If no retinue with observant eyes
The dædal hand of Nature only pour'd

Attend him, if he can't with purple stain
Her gifts of outward grace; their innocence Of cumbrous vestments, labor'd o'er with gold,
Unfeign'd, and virtue most engaging, free

Dazzle the crowd, and set them all agape ;
From pride, or artifice, long joys afford

Yet clad in homely weeds, from Envy's darts To th' honest nuptial bed, and in the wane

Renote he lives, nor knows the nightly pangs Of life, rebate the miseries of age.

Of conscience, nor with spectres' grisly forms,

Demons, and injur'd souls, at close of day Dr. Aldrich, dean of Christ Church.

Aunoy'd, sad interrupted slumbers finds;

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But (as a child, whose inexperienc'd age | Thirst of pre-eminence; see! how the cause Nor evil purpose fears, nor knows) enjoys

Of widows, and of orphans, he asserts Night's sweet refreshment, humid sleep sincere. With winning rhetoric, and well-argu'd law! When Chanticleer, with clarion shrill, recalls Mark well bis footsteps, and, like him, deserve The tardy day, he to his labours hies

Thy prince's favour, and thy country's love. Gladsome, intent on somewhat that inay ease Meanwhile (although the Massic grape delights, Unhealthy mortals, and with curious search Pregnant of racy juice, and Formian hills Examines all the properties of herbs,

Temper thy cups, yet) wilt not thou reject Fossils, and minerals, that th' embowelld Earth Thy native liquors: lo! for thee my mill Displays, if by his industry he can

Now grinds choice apples, and the British vats Benefit human race: or else his thoughts

O'erflow with generous Cider; far remote Are exercis'd with speculations deep

Accept this labour, nor despise the Muse, Of good, and just, and meet, and th’wholesome rules That, passing lands and seas, on thee attends. Of temperance, and aught that may improve Thus far of trees: the pleasing task remains, T'he moral life; not sedulous to rail,

To sing of wines, and Autumn's blest increase. Nor with envenom'd tongue to blast the fame Th' effects of art are shown, yet what avails Of harmless men, or secret whispers spread

'Gainst Heaven? oft, notwithstanding all thy care 'Mong faithful friends, to breed distrust and hate. To help thy plants, when the small fruitery seems Studious of virtue, he no life ob-erves,

Exempt from ills, an oriental blast Except his own; his own employs his cares, Disastrous fies, soon as the hind fatigued Large subject! that he labours to refine

Unyokes his team; the tender freight, unskillid Daily, nor of his little stock denics

To bear the hot disease, distemper'd pines Fit alms to lazers, merciful and meek.

In the year's prime; the deadly plague annoys Thus sacred Virgil liv'd from courtly vice, The wide enclosure: think not vainly now And bates of pompous Rome secure; at court,

To treat thy neighbours with mellitluous cups, Still thoughtful of the rural honest life,

Thus disappointed. If the former years And how t’improve his grounds, and how himself: Exhibit no supplies, alas! thou must Best poet! fit exemplar for the tribe

With tasteless water wash thy droughty throat. Of Phæbus, uor less fit Mæonides,

A thousand accidents the farmer's hopes Poor eveless pilgrim! and, if after these,

Subvert, or check; uncertain all his toil, If after these another I may naine,

Till lusty Autunn's lukewarm days, allay'd
Thus tender Spenser liv'd, with mcan repast With gentle colds, insensibly confirm
Content, depress'd by penury, and pin'd

His ripening labours: Autumn, to the fruits
lo foreign realm; yet not debas'd his verse Earth's various lap produces, vigour gives
By Fortune's frowns. And had that other bard”, Equal, intenerating milky grain,
Oh, had but he, that first ennobled song

Berries, and sky-dy'd Plumbs, and what in coat With holy rapture, like his Abdiel been;

Rough, or soft rin'd, or bearded husk, or shell; 'Mong many faithless, strictly faithful found; Pat Olives, and Pistacio's fragrant nut, Unpity'd, he should not have wail'd bis orbs, And the Pine's tasteful apple: Autumn paints That rollid in vain to find the piercing ray,

Ausonian hills with Grapes; whilst English plains And found no dawn, by dim suffusion veild! Blush with pomaceous harvests, breathing sweets. But he-however, let the Muse abstain,

O let me now, when the kind early dew
Nor blast bis fame, from whom she learnt to sing Unlocks th' embosom'd odours, walk among
In much inferior strains, groveling beneath

The well-rang'd files of trees, whose full-ag'd store Th’ Olympian hill, on plains, and vales intent, Diffuse ambrosial steams, than Myrrh, or Nard, Mean follower. There let her rest a while,

More grateful, or perfuming Howery Bean! Pleas'd with the fragrant walks, and cool retreat. Soft whispering airs, and the lark's mattin song

Then woo to musing, and becalm the mind
Perplex'd with irksome thoughts. Thrice happy time,

Best portion of the various year, in which

Nature rejoiceth, smiling on her works
O HARCOURT, whom th' ingenuous love of arts Lovely, to full perfection wrought! but ah!
Has carry'd from thy native soil, beyond

Short are our joys, and neighbouring griefs disturb
Th' eternal Alpine snows, and now detains Our pleasant hours! inclement Winter dwells
In Italy's waste realms, how long must we

Contiguous; forthwith frosty blasts deface Lament thy absence? whilst in sweet sojourn

The blithsome year: trees of their shrivell’d fruits Thou view'st the relics of old Rome; or, what

Are widow'd, dreary storms o'er all prevail ! Unrivall’d authors by their presence made

Now, now 's the time, ere hasty suns forbid For ever venerable, rural seats,

To work, disburthen thou thy sapless wood Tibur, and Tusculum, or Virgil's urn,

Of its rich progeny; the turgid fruit Green with iminortal bays, which haply thou,

Abounds with mellow liquor: now exhort Respecting his great name, -ost now approach Thy hinds to exercise the pointed steel With bended knee, and strow with purple flowers;

On the hard rock, and give a wheely form Unmindful of thy friends, that ill can brook

To the expected grinder: now prepare This long delay. At length, dear youth, return,

Materials for thy mill; a sturdy post Of wit and judgment ripe in blooming years,

Cylindric, to support the grinder's weight And Britain's isle with Latian knowledge grace.

Excessive; and a flexile sallow, entrench'd, Return, and let thy father's worth excite

Rounding, capacious of the juicy hord.

Nor must thou not be mindful of thy press, 5 Milton.

Long ere the vintage; but with timely care

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Shave the goat's shaggy beard, lest thou too late The clonds dropt fatness, in the middle sky
In vain should'st seek a strainer to dispart

The dew suspended staid, and left unmoist
The husky, terrene dregs, from purer Must. His execrable glebe : recording this,
Be cautious next a proper steed to find,

Be just, and wise, and tremble to transgress.
Whose prime is past; the vigorous horse disdains Learn now the promise of the coming year,
Such servile labours, or, if forc'd, forgets

To know, that by no flattering signs abus'd,
His past achievements, and victorious palms. Thou wisely may'st provide: the various Moon
Blind Bayard rather, worn with work, and years, Prophetic, and attendant stars, explain
Shall roll th' unwieldy stone; with sober pace Each rising dawn; ere icy crusts surmount
He 'll tread the circling path till dewy eve, The current stream, the heavenly orbs serene
From early day-spring, pleas'd to find his age Twinkle with trembling rays, and Cynthia glows
Declining not unuseful to his lord.

With light usully'd: now the fowler, warn'd
Some, when the press, by utmost vigour screw'd, By these good omens, with swift early steps
Has drain'd the pulpous mass, regale their swine Treads the crimp earth, ranging through fields and
With the dry refuse; thou, more wise, shall steep Offensive to the birds; sulphureous death (glades
Thy husks in water, and again employ

Checks their mid flight, and heedless while they strain
The ponderous engine. Water will imbibe Their tuneful throats, the towering, heavy lead,
The small remains of spirit, and acquire

O'ertakes their speed; they leave their little lives A vinous flavour; this the peasants blithe

Above the clouds, precipitant to Earth.
Will quaff, and whistle, as thy tinkling team

The woodcocks' early visit, and abode
They drive, and sing of Fusca's radiant eyes, Of long continuance in our temperate clime,
Pleas'd with the medley draught. Nor shalt thou now Foretell a liberal harvest; he of times
Reject the apple-cheese, though quite exhaust; Intelligent, the harsh Hyperborean ice
Even now 'twill cherish, and improve the roots Shuns for our equal winters; when our suns
Of sickly plants; new vigour hence convey'd Cleave the chill'd soil, be backward wings his way
Will yield an harvest of unusual growth.

To Scandinavian frozen summers, meet
Such profit springs from husks discreetly us'd! For his numb'd blood. But nothing profits more

The tender apples, from their parents rent Than frequent snows: 0, may'st thou often see
By stormy shocks, must not neglected lie,

Thy furrows whiten'd by the woolly rain The prey of worms: a frugal man I knew,

Nutritious! secret nitre lurks within Rich in one barren acre, which, subdued

The porous wet, quickening the languid glebe. By endless culture, with sufficient Must

Sometimes thou shalt with fervent vows implore His casks replenish'd yearly: he no more

A moderate wind; the orchat loves to wave Desir'd, nor wanted; diligent to learn

With winter winds, before the gems exert The various seasons, and by skill repel

Their feeble heads; the loosen'd roots then drink Invading pests, successful in his cares,

Large increment, earnest of happy years. Till the damp Libyan wind, with tempests arm'd Nor will it nothing profit to observe Outrageous, bluster'd horrible amidst

The monthly stars, their powerful influence
His Cider-grove: o'erturn'd by furious blasts, O'er planted fields, what vegetables reign
The sightly ranks fall prostrate, and around Under each sign. On our account has Jore
Their fruitage scatter'd, from the genial boughs Indulgent, to all moons some succulent plant
Stript immature; yet did he not repine,

Allotted, that poor helpless man might slack
Nor curse his stars; but prudent, his fallen heaps His present thirst, and matter find for toil.
Collecting, cherish'd with the tepid wreaths Now will the Corinths, now the Rasps, supply
Of tedded grass, and the Sun's mellowing beams Delicious draughts; the Quinces now, or Plumbs,
Rivalld with artful heats, and thence procur'd Or Cherries, or the fair Thisbeian fruit
A costly liqnor, by improving time,

Are prest to wines; the Britons squceze the works
Equal'd with what the happiest vintage bears, Of sedulous bees, and mixing odorous herbs

But this I warn thee, and shall always warn, Prepare balsamic cups, to wheezing lungs No heterogeneous mixtures use, as some

Medicinal, and short-breath'd, ancient sires.
With watry turnips have debas'd their wines,

But, if thou 'rt indefatigably bent
Too frugal; nor let the crude humours dance To toil, and omnifarious drinks would'st brew;
In heated brass, steaming with fire intense; Besides the orchat, every hedge and bush
Although Devonia much commends the use Afiords assistance; ev'n amictive Birch,
Of strengthening Vulcan: with their native strength Curs’d by unletter'd, idle youth, distils
'Thy wines sufficient, other aid refuse;

A limpid current from her wounded bark,
And, when th' allotted orb of time's complete, Profuse of nursing sap. When solar beams
Are more commended than the labour'd drinks. Parch thirsty human veins, the damask'd meads,

Nor let thy avarice tempt thee to withdraw Unforc'd, display ten thousand painted flowers
The priest's appointed share; with cheerful heart Useful in potables. Thy little sons
The tenth of thy increase bestow, and own Permit to range the pastures; gladly they
Heaven's bounteous goodness, that will sure repay Will mow the Cowslip-posies, faintly sweet,
Thy grateful duty: this neglected, fear

From whence thou artificial wines shalt drain
Signal avengeance, such as overtook

Of icy taste, that, in mid fervours, best A miser, that unjustly once withheld

Slack craving thirst, and mitigate the day. The clergy's due: relying on himself,

Happy Tërne', whose most wholesome air His fields he tended, with successless care,

Poisons envenom'd spiders, and forbids
Early and late, when or unwish’d-for rain

The baleful toad, and viper, from her share!
Descended, or unseasonable frosts
Curb'd his increasing hopes; or, when around

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More happy in her balmy draughts, enrich'd Of painture vary'd, yet 's unskill'd to tell
With miscellaneous spices, and the root,

Or where one colour rises, or one faints.
(For thirst-abating sweetness prais'd) which wide Some Ciders have by art, or age, unlearn'd
Extend her fame, and to each drooping heart Their genuine relish, and of sundry vines
Present redress, and lively health convey.

Assum'd the favour; one sort counterfeits See, how the Belge, sedulous and stout,

The Spanish product ; this, to Gauls has seem'd With bowls of fattening Murn, or blissful cups The sparkling Nectar of Champaigne; with that, Of kernel-relish'd fluids, the fair star

A German oft has swill'd his throat, and sworn, Of early Phosphorus salute, at noon

Deluded, that imperial Rhine bestow'd Jocund with frequent-rising fumes! by use The generous rummer, whilst the owner, pleas'd, Instructed, thus to quell their native phlegm Laughs inly at his guests, thus entertain'd Prevailing, and engender wayward mirth.

With foreign vintage from his cider cask. What need to treat of distant climes, remov'd Soon as thy liquor from the narrow cells Far from the sloping journey of the year,

Of close-prest busks is freed, thou must refrain Beyond Petsora, and Islandic coasts?

Thy thirsty soul; let none persuade to broach Where ever-during snows, perpetual shades Thy thick, unwholesome, undigested cades: Of darkness, would congeal their livid blood, The hoary frosts, and northern blasts, take care Did not the Arctic tract spontaneous yield

Thy mucidy beverage to serene, and drive A cheering purple berry, big with wine,

Precipitant the baser, ropy lees. Intensely fervent, which each hour they crave, And now thy wine's transpicuous, purg'd from all Spread round a flaming pile of pines, and oft Its earthy gross, yet let it feed a while They intertard their native drinks with choice On the fat refuse, lest, too soon disjoind, Of strongest Brandy, yet scarce with these aids From sprightly, it to sharp or vapid change. Enabled to prevent the sudden rot

When to convenient vigour it attains, Of freezing nose, and quick-decaying feet. Suffice it to provide a brazen tube Nor less the sable borderers of Nile,

Infiext; self-taught, and voluntary, fies Nor they who Taprobane manure, nor they, The defecated liquor, through the vent Whom sunny Bornio bears, are stor'd with streams Ascending, then by downward tract convey'd, Egregious, Rum, and Rice's spirit extract.

Spouts into subject vessels, lovely clear. For here, expos'd to perpendicular rays,

As when a noontide sun, with summer beams, Jo vain they covet shades, and Thrascia's gales, Darts through a cloud, her vat'ry skirts are edg'd Pining with equinoctial heat, unless

With lucid amber, or undrossy gold : The cordial glass perpetual motion keep,

So, and so richly, the purg'd liquid shines. Quick circuiting; nor dare they close their eyes, Now also, when the colds abate, nor yet Void of a bulky charger near their lips,

Full summer shines, a dubious season, close With which, in often interrupted sleep,

In glass thy purer streams, and let them gain, Their frying blood compels to irrigate

From due confinement, spirit, and flavour new. Their dry-furr'd tongues, else minutely to death For this intent, the subtle chymist feeds Obnoxious, dismal death, th' effect of drought! Perpetual flames, whose unresisted force,

More happy they, born in Columbus' world, O’er sand, and ashes, and the stubborn flint Carybbes, and they, whom the Cotton plant Prevailing, turns into a fusil sea, With downy-sprouting vests arrays ! their woods That in his furnace bubbles sunny-red : Bow with prodigious nuts, that give at once From hence a g!owing drop with hollow'd steel Celestial food, and nectar; then, at hand

He takes, and by one efficacious breath The Lemon, uncorrupt with voyage long,

Dilates to a surprising cube, or sphere, To vinous spirits added (heavenly drink!)

Or oval, and fit receptacles forms They with pneumatic engine ceaseless draw, For every liquid, with his plastic lungs, Inteut on laughter; a continual tide

To human life subservient; by his means Flows from th' exhilarating fount. As, when Ciders in metal frail improve: the Moyle, Against a secret cliff, with sudden shock

And tasteful Pippin, in a moon's short year,
A ship is dash'd, and leaking drinks the sea, Acquire complete perfection: now they smoke
Th’ astonish'd mariners aye ply the pump,

Transparent, sparkling in each drop, delight
Nor stay, nor rest, till the wide breach is clos'd : Of curious palate, by fair virgins crav'd.
So they (but cheerful) unfatigued, still move But harsher fluids different lengths of time
The draining sucker, then alone concern'd

Expect: thy flask will slowly mitigate
When the dry bowl forbids their pleasing work. The Eliot's roughness. Stirom, firmest fruit,

But if to hoarding thou art bent, thy hopes Embottled (long as Priæmian Troy Are frustrate, should'st thou think thy pipes will flow Withstood the Greeks) endures, ere justly mild. With early limpid wine. The hoarded store, Soften’d by age, it youthful vigour gains, And the harsh draught, must twice endure the Sun's Fallacious drink! ye honest men, beware, Kind strengthening heat, twiceWinter's purging cold. Nor trust its smoothness; the third circling glass

There are, that a compounded fuid drain Suffices virtue: but may hypocrites, From different mixtures, Woodcock, Pippin, Moyle, (That slyly speak one thing, another think, Rough Eliot, sweet Permain: the blended streams Hateful as Hell) pleas'd with the relish weak, (Each mutually correcting each) create

Drink on anwarn'd, till by enchanting cups A pleasurable medley, of what taste

Infatuate, they their wily thoughts disclose, Hardly distinguish'd; as the showery arch, And through intemperance grow a while sincere.. With listed colours gay, ore, azure, gules,

The farmer's toil is done ; his cades mature D-lights and puzzles the beholder's eye,

Now call for vent; his lands exhaust permit That views the wat'ry brede, with thousand shows Tindilge awhile. Now solemn rites be pays

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