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the blooming face of things; while , to the pipe of the ſhepherd , leaps with joy his light heart; and, unblunted by enjoyment, his virgin ſenſes ſweetly vibrate to the bland touch of juvenile deſire! And why, oh! why ſhouldſt thou kill him in the novelty of life! Alas! ſhe will ſeek him in vain; alas, his afflicted dam will ſeek him through all his wonted haunts! Her moans will move to compaſſion the echoing dell: her cries will melt the very rocks! But who, on the obduracy of the human heart,
ſhall
