VIII. Two virgins mild his train fupport, IX. These virgins twain, were ever nam'd, X. Still, as Aurora onward moves, His fleecy flocks the fhepherd-fwain Drives from their folds, in jovial glee, And whitens all the verdant plain. XI. The fawns, with nimble-footed fpeed, XII. In XII. In yonder gay-enamell'd mead, The ftarling plumes his golden wings, Then tow'ring up the azure height, He mounts fublime, and foaring fings. XIII. The yellow finch, and linnet blue, XIV. A limpid fountain gurgling flows, And lo! the lovely Chloe cools Her limbs in its tranflucent wave! XV. Deep in yon old fequeft'red grove, Afcends on fancy's roving wing, XVI. Lo! foaming o'er the rough cafcade, The lab'ring billows force their way, Then mingling with the fnow-white flood, In curling eddies onward stray; XVII. While down the fmooth-meand'ring ftream,. XVIII. Thefe are your bleffings, Sylvan maids- Delightful vallies, pleasant plains, Clear skies, sweet air, and crystal floods XIX. For hills ye have, (tho' loft to fame) That fair as thymy Hybla fhow, And fields that would with Tempe vie, Streams that might with † Patolus flow. † A river in Lydia, faid to flow on golden fands; mentioned by Horace, Juvenal, &c. XX. Here XX. Here could I ever, ever rove, And quit the world's contentious fcenesWhat joy, with innocence and truth, To wrap me in your charming greens? XXI. But fate and fortune adverfe call, And fnatch me to the bufy throng! Adieu then, rural fweets, adieu ! And ceafe, thou dear-deluding fong! Quem tu Melpomene, femel Nafcentem placido lumine videris, &c. I. HOR. THE HRICE bleft is he, whose placid birth Novice to all the ills of earth, While wrapt in mufic's foothing found. II. If ftern Bellona's thund'ring ire, Hurls the proud Monarch from his throne, He whom the facred Nine infpire Shall make each fleeting hour his own. III. Let Gaul with Belgia's arms unite, And haughty Spain resume her rage; He whom Caftalia's ftreams delight, Shall ev'ry rifing fear affuage. IV. If hoftile favages alarm, And threat'ning warriors fill each plain, V. If grifly death, with terrors crown'd, VI. But |