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Bleft Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield,
D A P H NI S.
STRE PHO N. All nature mourns, the skies relent in show'rs, Hush'd are the birds, and clos'd the drooping flow'rs; If Delia smile, the Aow rs begin to spring, 71 The skies to brighten, and the birds to fing.
For Heav'n alone is worthy such a lay.
All nature mourns, the birds their songs deny,
Malo me Galatea petit, lasciva puella,
Et fugit ad salices, fed fe cupit ante videri. P.
Aret ager, vitio moriens fitit aëris herba, etc.
D A PHNI S. All nature laughs, the groves are fresh and fair, The Sun's mild lustre warms the vital air; If Sylvia smiles, new glories gild the shore, 75 And vanquish'd nature seems to charm no more.
STREPHON. In spring the fields, in autumn hills I love, At morn the plains, at noon the shady grove, But Delia always; absent from her fight, Nor plains at morn, nor groves at noon delight. 80
D A P H N I S.
VER. 86. A wondrous Tree that facred Monarchs bear..] An allusion to the Royal Oak, in which Charles II. had been hid from the pursuit after the battle of Worcester. P.
IMITATIONS. Ver. 90. The Thiffle Springs to which the Lilly yields, 1 Alludes to the device of the Scots Monarchs, the Thistle, worn by Queen Anne ; and to the arms of France, the 1
And then a nobler prize I will resign;
91 For Sylvia, charming Sylvia shall be thine.
The turf with country dainties shall be spread,
Dic quibus in terris infcripti nomina Regum
Led forth his flocks along the filver Thame, Where dancing sun-beams on the waters play'd, And verdant alders form'd a quiv'ring shade. Soft as he mourn'd, the streams forgot to flow,
5 The flocks around a dumb compassion show,
Ver. 3. The Scene of this Paftoral by the river's fide ; suitable to the heat of the season; the time noon. P.
A faithful swain, whom Love had taught to fing,
Thro' verdant forests, and thro' flow'ry meads. P. Ver. 3. Originally thus in the MS.
There to the winds he plain'd his hapless love,
The Naiads wept in ev'ry watry bow'r,
Accept, O GARTH, the Muse's early lays,
Ye shady beeches, and ye cooling streams,
Where stray ye Muses, in what lawn or grove, While your Alexis pines in hopeless love? In those fair fields where sacred Ifis glides, 25 Or else where Cam his winding vales divides?
Ver. 9) Dr. Samuel Garth, Author of the Dispensary, was one of the first friends of the Author, whose acquaintance with him began at fourteen or fifteen. Their friendship continued from the year 1703 to 718, which was that of his death. P.
Ver. 16. The woods Thall answer, and their echo ring,] Is a line out of Spenser's Epithalamion, P.
Jupiter et lato defiendet plurimus imbri. Virg. P.
Non canimus jurdis, respondent omnia sylve. Virg. P.