POETRY, 417
Come thou, that lov'ft to walk at eve.
The banks of murm'ring ftreams along. That lov'll the crowded court 10 leave.
And hear the milk-maid's fimple fong j
That lov'ft with Contemplation's eye
The headlong cacarad to view ; That foams and thunders from on high.
While echoes oft the found renew 5
That lov'ft the dark feqaefter'd wood.
Where Silence fpreads her brooding wings. Nor lefs the lake's tranflucent fiood.
The mofiy grotts and bubbling fprings.
With thee the lamp of Wifdom burns.
The guiding light to realms above ; With chee, the raptur'd mortal learns
The wonders of celellial love.
With thee, the poor have endlefs wealth.
And facred freedom glads the flave. With thee, the fick rejoice in health.
The weak are ftrong, the fearful brave^
O lovely gentle peace of mind !
Be thou ort earch my conftant gueft. With thee, whace'er on earth 1 find.
The pledge of heaven, fhall make me bleft.
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To a Kin/man, on his intended Marriage*
I.
E E ! the wild herds of nymphs and fwains ' A defpicable throng : See ! how they drive in Hymen's chains. And drag their plagues along. 2. Keen Anguifh, Hate, or wafting Care
On every foorftep treadsj While pining Want, and black Defpair, Hang hov'ring o'er their heads.
Yet fools in crowds are following flill
Through the fame thoughtlefs road. Which leads far wide from Wifdom'a hill.
To Sorrow's dark abode.
4- See! how they rufn before the prleftj
And bid his altars fmoke : He deems them juft above the beaft., The fitter for the yoke. Vol. I, £ e 5. Fondly
