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Co. Perhaps fore-ſtalling night prævented them.
La. How eaſie my misfortune is to hit!
Co. Imports their loſſe, beſide the præſent need?
La. No leſſe than if I ſhould my brothers loſe.
Co. Were they of manly prime, or youthful bloom?
La. As ſmooth as Hebe's their unrazord lips.
Co. Two ſuch I ſaw, what time the labour'd Oxe
In his looſe traces from the furrow came,
And the ſwink't hedger at his Supper ſate;
I ſaw them under a greene mantling vine
That crawls along the ſide of yon ſmall hill,
Plucking ripe cluſters from the tender ſhoots,
Their port was more then humaine; as they ſtood,
I tooke it for a faërie viſion
Of ſome gay creatures of the element
That in the colours of the Rainbow live
And play i'th plighted clouds, I was aw-ſtrooke,
And as I paſt, I worſhipt; if thoſe you ſeeke
It were a journy like the path to heav'n
To helpe you find them.La. Gentle villager
What readieſt way would bring me to that place?
Co. Due weſt it riſes from this ſhrubbie point.
La. To find out that good ſhepheard I ſuppoſe
In ſuch a ſcant allowance of ſtarre light
Would overtask the beſt land-pilots art
Without the ſure gueſſe of well-practiz'd feet.
Co. I know each lane, and every alley greene
Dingle, or buſhie dell of this wild wood,
And every boskie bourne from ſide to ſide
My daylie walks and ancient neighbourhood,
And if your ſtray attendance be yet lodg'd
Or ſhroud within theſe limits, I ſhall know
