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Where'er you tread, the blushing flow'rs shall rise,
And all things flourish where you turn your eyes:
Oh! how I long with you to pass my days,
Invoke the Muses, and resound your praise !
Your praise the birds shall chant in ev'ry grove,
And winds shall waft it to the pow'rs above. 80
But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain,
The wond'ring forests foon should dance again,
The moving mountains hear the pow'rful call,
And headlong streams hang listning in their fall!

But see, the shepherds fun the noon-day heat,
The lowing herds to murm’ring brooks retreat, 86
To closer shades the panting flocks remove ;
Ye Gods! and is there no relief for Love?

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ARIATIONS.

Ver. 79, 80.

Your praise the tuneful birds to heav'n shall bear,

And liftning wolves grow milder as they hear. So the verses were originally written. But the author, young as he was, soon found the absurdity which Spenser himself overlooked, of introducing wolves into England. P.

IMITATIONS. Ver. 80. And winds shall waft, etc.)

Partem aliquam, venti, divům referatis ad aures !

Virg, P.

VER. 88. Ye Gods ! etc.)
Me tamen urit amor, quis enim modus adfit amori?

Idem. P.

But soon the fun with milder rays descends
To the cool ocean, where his journey ends : 90
On me love's fiercer flames for ever prey,
By night he scorches, as he burns by day.

VARIATIONS. VER. 01, Me love inflames, nor will his fires allay. P.

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P Eneath the shade a spreading Beech displays, D Hylas and Ægon sung their rural lays ;

This mourn'd a faithless, that an absent Love,
And Delia's name and Doris’ fill’d the Grove.
Ye Mantuan nymphs, your sacred succour bring; 5
Hylas and Ægon's rural lays I fing.

Thou, whom the Nine with Plautus’ wit inspire, The art of Terence, and Menander’s fire;

REMARKS. This Pastoral consists of two parts, like the vüith of Virgil : The Scene, a Hill; the Time at Sun-set. P.

VER. 7. Thow, sborr the Nine,) Mr. Wycherley, a famous

V a s usand wracie humour charms, Waitz cmentaires us, and whose fpirit warms! 0:,tra Nature' ice the hearts of Swains, ar.

Thezes actions, and their tender pains. N iting Phæbus thone serenely bright, And ceecy clouds were itreak'd with purple light;

REMARKS.

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author of Comedies; of which the most celebrated were the Piais-Dealer and Country-1/ife. He was a writer of intimite fpirit, satire, and wit. The only objection made to him was that he had too much. However he was followed in the fame way by Mr. Congreve; tho' with a little more correctnets. P.

VER. 8. The art of Terence and Minander's fire;] This line alludes to that famous character given of Terence, by Cæsar :

Tu quoque, tu in summis, ô dimidiate Alenander,
Poneris, et merito, puri sermonis amator :
Lenibus atque utinam scriptis adjunéta foret vis

Comica. So that the judicious critic sees he should have said with Menander's fire. For what the Poet meant, was, that his Friend had joined, to Terence's art, what Caesar thought wanting in Terence, namely the vis comica of Menander. Be. sides, --- and Menander's fire is making that the Characteristic of Menander which was not. He was distinguished for having art and comic spirit in conjunction, and Terence having only the first part, is called the half of Menander:

Ver. 9. Whose fense instructs us] He was always very carefull in his encomiums not to fall into ridicule, the trap which weak and prostitute flatterers rarely escape. For, sense, he would willingly have said, moral; propriety required it. But this dramatic poet's moral was remarkably faulty. His plays are all shamefully profligate both in the Dialogue and Action.

Vol. I.

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