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Save weeping lovers, see; a nobler game,
595 To swim along, and swell the mazy dance; To train the foliage o'er the snowy lawn; To guide the pencil, turn the tuneful page; To lend new flavour to the fruitful year, And heighten Nature's dainties; in their race 600 To rear their graces into second life; To give Society its highest taste; Well-order'd Home Man's best delight to make; And by submissive wisdom, modest skill
, With every gentle care-eluding art,
605 To raise the virtues, animate the bliss, And sweeten all the toils of human life: This be the female dignity, and praise.
Ye swains, now hasten to the hazel-bank;
Nutting described. -Various Fruits.
Where, down yon dale, the wildly-winding brook 610
620 Melinda! form'd with every grace complete; Yet these neglecting, above beauty wise, And far transcending such a vulgar praise.
Hence from the busy joy-resounding fields, In cheerful error, let us
625 Of Autumn, unconfin'd; and taste, reviv'd, The breath of orchard big with bending fruit. Obedient to the breeze and beating ray, From the deep-loaded bough a mellow shower Incessant melts away. The juicy pear
630 Lies, in a soft profusion, scatter'd round. A various sweetness swells the gentle race;
Various Fruits.-Mr. Dodiugton's seat
By Nature's all-refining hand prepar'd;
640 Dwells in their gelid pores! and, active, points The piercing cider for the thirsty tongue: Thy native theme, and boon inspirer too, Philips, Pomona's bard, the second thou Who nobly durst, in rhyme-unfetter'd.verse, 645 With British freedom sing the BRITISh song: How, from Silurian vats, high-sparkling wines Foam in transparent floods; some strong, to cheer The wintry revels of the labouring hind; And tasteful some, to cool the summer hours. 650
In this glad season, while his sweetest beams The sun sheds equal o'er the meekend day; Oh lose me in the green delightful walks Of, DODINGTON, thy seat, serene, and plain; Where simple Nature reigns: and every view, 655
The Seat of Mr. Dodington described.
Diffusive, spreads the pure Dorsetian downs,
670 Warm from the heart, to learn the moral song. Here, as I steal along the sunny wall, Where Autumn basks, with fruit empurpled deep, My pleasing theme continual prompts my thought: Presents the downy peach; the shining plum; 675 The ruddy fragrant nectarine; and dark, Beneath his ample leaf, the luscious fig. The vine too here her curling tendrils shoots;
A Vineyard described.
Hangs out her clusters, glowing to the south;
of joy: 700 The laret smooth, red as the lip we press