378 Anne BradftreeVs Works.
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Ye Fifli which in this liquid Region 'bide,
That for each feafon, have your habitation,
Now fait, now frefh where you think belt to glide
To unknown coafts to give a vifitation,
In Lakes and ponds, you leave your numerous fry,
So nature taught, and yet you know not why,
You watry folk that know not your felicity.
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Look how the wantons frisk to taft the air, Then to the colder bottome ftreight they dive, Eftfoon to Neptmi's, glaffie Hall repair To fee what trade they great ones there do drive, Who forrage o're the fpacious fea-green field. And take the trembling prey before it yield, Whofe armour is their fcales, their fpreading fins their fliield.
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While mufmg thus wnth contemplation fed,
And thoufand fancies buzzing in my brain,
The fweet-tongu'd Philomel percht ore m}^ head.
And chanted forth a mofl melodious ftrain
AVhich rapt me lb with wonder and delight,
I judg'd my hearing better then my fight.
And wifht me wings with her a while to take my flight.
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