Follow the tuneful swain, while o'er their heads 3900 The lute's foft tune! The Autt'ring branches wave, The rocks enjoy it, and the rivulets hear, The hillocks skip, emerge the humble vales, And all the mighty mountain nods applause. 395 The conqueror view'd them, and as one that fees For fhelter fought---Wretches!they shelter find, 4055 Eternal shelter in the arms of death!.. Thus when Aquarius pours out all his urn Down on fome lonesome heath, the traveller The invitation of fome spreading beech 410 Joyous; but foon the treach'rous gloom betrays Th' unwary vifitor, while on his head Th' inlarging drops in double fhow'rs. defcend.. And! And now no longer in disguise the men Of Kent appear; down they all drop their boughs, 415 Enough---Great William (for full well he knew Of glorious Cantium, gave their lives, and laws, 420 Of Kentifh wights, like Cæfar, deign'd to yield. Ought fimilar, ought second has to boast. 425 The THE HOP-GARDEN. A GEORGI C. BOOK the SECOND. Omnia quæ multo ante memor provifa repones, Si te digna manet divini gloria ruris. R VIRG. Geor. lib. 1. THE HOP-GARDEN. A GEORGI C. A BOOK the SECOND. T length the Muse her deftin'd task resumes For a much-loving, much-lov'd youth fhe wept, A little while, indulge the friendly tears. And left no heir behind her. Where is now Th' eternal fmile of goodness? Where is now R 2 5 10 15 That |