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Scatters the rear of darknes thin,
And to the Stack, or the Barn dore,
Stoutly Struts bis Dames before,
Oft list ning how the Hounds and born
Chearly rouse the slumbring morn,
From the side of som Hoar Hill,
Through the high wood echoing shrill.
Som time walking not unseen
By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green,
Right against the Eastern gate,
Wher the great Sun begins bis State,
Rob'd in flames, and Amber light,
The clouds in thousand Liveries dight.
While the Plowman neer at band,
Whistles ore the Furrow'd Land,
And the Milkmaid singeth blithe,
And the Mower whets his sithe,
And every Shepherd tells his tale
Under the Hawthorn in the dale.
Streit mine eye bath caught new pleasures
Whilst the Lantskip round it measures,
Russet Lawns, and Fallows Gray,
Where the nibling flocks do stray,
Mountains on whose barren brest
The labouring clouds do often rest:
Meadows trim with Daisies pide,
Shallow Brooks, and Rivers wide.
Towers, and Battlements it sees
Boosom'd high in tufted Trees,
Wher perhaps som beauty lies,
The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.

Hard by, a Cottage chimney smokes,
From betwixt two aged Okes,
Where Corydon and Thyrsis met,
Are at their savory dinner set

Of Hearbs, and other Country Messes,
Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses;
And then in baste her Bowre she leaves,
With Thestylis to bind the Sheaves;
Or if the earlier season lead
To the tann'd Haycock in the Mead,
Som times with secure delight
The up-land Hamlets will invite,
When the merry Bells ring round,
And the jocond rebecks sound
To many a youth, and many a maid,
Dancing in the Chequer'd shade;
And young and old com forth to play
On a Sunshine Holyday,
Till the live-long day-light fail,
Then to the Spicy Nut-brown Ale,
With Stories told of many a feat,
How Faery Mab the junkets eat,
She was pincht, and pull'd she sed,
And be by Friars Lanthorn led
Tells how the drudging Goblin swet,
To ern bis Cream-bowle duly set,
When in one night, ere glimps of morn,
His shadowy Flale bath thresh'd the Corn
That ten day-labourers could not end,
Then lies bim down the Lubbar Fend.
And Stretch'd out all the Chimney's length,

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