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False as his gems, and canker'd as his caiss
Grasit, gracious Goddess! grant me stil to chez!
O may thy cond still cover the deceit.)
Fierce as a stariled adder, swell’d, and said,
Speak'st thou of Syrian Princes ? traitor base!.
Ammon! by whose horns I swore, (Reply'd soft Annius) this our paunch before Sull bears them, faithful ! and that thus I eat, Is to refund the medals with the meat. 390) То prove me,
Goddess ! clear of all design, Bid me with Pollio sup as well as dine. There all the learn'd shall at the labor stand, And Douglas lend his soft obstetric hand.
The Goddess smiling seem'd to give consent; So back to Pollio hand in hand they went. 396
0.383. Receir'd each demigod.)
• Emsainiue ima vie sute Typhosa terrae
Then thick as locusts black’ning all the ground,
OL A tribe, with weeds and shells fantastic crown'd,
Dig Each with some wondrous gift approach'd the Pow'r
He A nest, a toad, a fungus, or a flow'r.
THE Soft on the paper ruff its leaves I spread,
IE Bright with the gilded button tipt its head.
hi Then thron'd in glass, and nam'd it Caroline: Each maid cry'd, Charming! and each youth Divine! Did Nature's pencil ever blend such rays, Such vary'd light in one promiscuous blaze? Now prostrate ! dead! behold that Caroline :
le No maid cries charming ! and no youth divine! And lo the wretch! whose vile, whose insect last Laid this gay daughter of the Spring in dust, +16
0.405, &c. Fair from its humble bed, &c...nam'd it Caro
Ut fios in septis secretus nascitur hortis,
Idem quum tenui carptus defloruit ungui, *Nulli iftum pueri, nullae oprávere puellae, ' &c
Oh punish him, or to th' Elysian shades
Of all th' enamel'd race, whose silv'ry wing 421
435 Fair ev'n in death! this peerless butterfly. [parts :
My sons ! (she answer'd) both have done your Live happy both, and long promote our arts.
0.421. Of all th' enameld race.] The Poet scems to have an eye to Spencer, Muiopoimos.
Of all the race of silver-winged fies
Which do possess the empire of the air.' 0.427, 428. Il sed, I followed, &c.]
I started back;
But hear a mother when she recommends
450 The head that turns at superlunar things, Poiz'd with a tail, may steer on Wilkins' wings.
O! would the sons of men once think their eyes And reason giv'n them but to study flies! See nature in some partial narrow shape,
455 And let the author of the whole escape : Learn but to trifle; or, who inost observe, To wonder at "heir Maker, not to serve.
REMARKS. 0. 452... Wilkins' wings.] One of the first projectors of the Royal Society, who, ainong many enlarged and useful notions, entertained the extravagant bope ut a possibility to fy to the moon; which has put some volatile geniuses upon making wings for that purpose.
of souls the greater part, Heaven's coinmon inake,