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'To Sweet repast th' unwary partridge flies 305 But ftill the chace, a pleasing task, remains ;
310 The jocund thunder wakes the enliven'd hounds, Against the wind he takes his prudent way, They rouze from sleep and answer sounds for While the strong gale directs him to the prey ;
founds; Now the warm scent assures the covey ncar,
Wide through the farzy field their rout they take, He treads with caution, and he points with fear;
370 Then (left fome sentry-fowl the fraud descry, 315 Their bleeding bosoms force the thorny brake : And bid his fellows froin the danger fly) The flying game their smoking nostrils trace, Close to the ground in expectation lies,
No bounding hedge obstruds their eager pace ;
The distant mountains echo from afar,
320 Paws the green turf, and pricks his trembling ears ;
Hills, dales and forests, far behind remain, 380
" Where yellow stubble withers on the ground : Where shall the trembling hare a shelter find ? Nor will the roving spy direct in vain,
Hark! death advances in each gult of wind!
New stratagems and doubling wiles she tries,
But say, adventurous Muse ! hast thou the force
Nor must the sporting verse the gun forbear, 335 To keep thy feat unmov'd, halt thou the skill, 390
The theme demands a more experienc'd lay :
350 No flaming beacons caft their biaze afar,
What happiness the rural maid attends, 410 Nor shall the mounting lark the Muse detain, 355 In cheerful labour while each day the spends ! That greets the morning with his early strain : She gratefully receives what heaven has feut, When, ‘midtt his song, the twinkling glass be. And, rich in poverty, enjoys content. trays,
(Such happiness, and such unblemish!d fame, While from each angle flash the glancing rays, Ne'er glad the bofom of the courtly dame) : 415 And in the fun the transient colours blaze, She never feels the spleen's imagin'd pains, Pride lures the little warbler from the skies : 360 Nor melancholy stagnates in her veins ; The light-enamoured bird deluded dics.
Her home-spun dress in fimple neatness lies, 420 Where breathin sweets from every field ascend, And for no glaring equipage she fighs:
And the wild woods with golden apples bend. 24 Her reputation, which is all her boaft,
Yet let me in some odorous shade repose, In a malicious visit ne'er was lost;
'Whilst in my verse the fair palmetto grows: No midnight masquerade her beauty wears, Like the tall pine it shoots its stately head; And health, not point, the feading bloom re- From the broad top depending branches spread; pairs. 425 No knotty limbs the taper body bears;
25 If love's soft passion in her bosom reign,
Hung on each bough a single leaf appears, An equal passion warnis her happy swain ; Which, shrivel'd in its infancy, remains No homebred jars her quiet state control, Like a clos'd fan, nor stretches wide its veins, Nor watchful jealousy torments her soul ; But, as the seasons in their circle run, With secret joy she sees her little race 430 Opes its ribb'd surface to che nearer fun;
38 Hang on her breaft, and her small cottage grace ; Beneath this shade the weary peasant lies, 'The fleecy ball their busy fingers cull,
Plucks the broad leal, and bids the breezes rise. Or from the spindie draw the lengthening wool : Stay, wandering Muse! nor sove in foreign Thus flow her lours with constant peace of
To thy own native shore confine thy rhymes. Till age the latest thread of life unwind. 435 Asliit, ye Nine, your loftieft notes employ;
35. Ye happy velds, unknown to noise and strife, Say what celestial skill contriv'd the toy ; The kind rewarders of industrious life;
Say how this instrument of Love began, Ye shady woods, where once I us'i to rove, And in immortal strains display the Fan. Alike indulgent to the Muse and Love;
Strephon had long confess’d his amorous pain, Ye murmuring fire nis that in meanders roll, 440 Which gay Corinna rallied with disdain : Thu fwect composers of the pensive foul ;
Sometinies in broken words he figh'd hiscare, Firewel! - The çiry calls me from your bowers : Look'd pale, and trembled when he view'd the fair; Farewel, amusing thoughts and peaceful hours! With bolder freedoris now the youth advanc'd,
He drets’d, he laugh'd, he lung, he rhym'd, he
danc'd; THE FAN,
Now call'd more powerful presents to his aid, 45
And, to reduce the mistress, brib'd the maid;
Smooth flattery in her softer hours apply'd,
Relief in folitude he fought in vain,
It serv’d, like musick, but to feed his pain.
And calls the Goddets in thefe tender strains :
With gentle gales relieves the fultry day; O potelt Queen! from Neptune's cmpire Not the wide faa by Persian bames display'd,
sprung, Which o'er their beauty casts a grateful shade; Whofe glorious birth admiring Nereids sung, Nor chac long known in China's artful land, 5 Who 'midli the fragrant plains of Cyprus rove, Which, while it cools the face, fıtigues the hand. Whofc radiant presence gilds the Paphian grove, 60 Noi thall the Muse in Asian climates rove, Where to thy name a thousand altarsor:fe, To seek in Indoftar some spicy grove,
And curling clouds of incenfe hide the skics : Where stretch'd at ease, the pancing lady lies, O beauteous Goddess! teach me how to move, To fhun che fervor of merian kics,
10 | Inspire my tongue with eloquence of lovo! While sweating ilaves catch every breeze of air, If loft Adonis e'er thy bosom warn'd, And with wide-sprcading fans refresh the fair; If e'er his eyes or godlike figure charm'd, No boly gnats her pleating dreams molest, Think on those hours when first you felt the dart, Indame her cheek, or ravage o'er her breast; Think on the restless fever of thy heart; But artificial zephyrs round her fly,
15 Think how you pine in absence of the swain : And mitigate the fever of the sky.
By those uneasy minutes know my pain, 70 Nor shall Bermudas long the Muse detain, Ev'n 'while Cydippe to Diana bows, Whofe fragrant forests bloom in Waller's strain, And at her ihrine renews her virgin vows,
The lover, taught by thee, her pride o’ercame ; The toilsome hours in different labour flide, She reads his oaths, and feeds an equal fame. Some work the file, and some the graver guide; Oh, may my Aame, like thine, Acontius, prove! 75 From the loud anvil the quick blow rebounds, May Venus dictate, and reward my love!
And their rais'd arms descend in tuneful sounds. When crowds of fuitors Atalanta try'd,
Thu's when Semiramis, in ancient days, 133 She wealth and beauty, wit and fame defy'd; Bade Dabylon her mighty bulwarks raise, Each daring lover with adventurous pace
A swarm of labourers different tasks attend: Pursued his withes in the dangerous race; 80 Here pullies make the ponderous oak ascend; Like the swift hind, the bounding damfel flies, With echoing strokes the craggy quarry groans, Strains to the goal, the distanc'd lover dies. While there the chittel forms the shapeiess stones; Hippomenes, O Venus! was thy care,
140 You taught the fwain to itay the fiying fair; The weighty mallet deals resounding blows, Thy golden present caught the virgin's eyes; 85 Till the proud battlements her towers enclose. She stoops, he ruthes on, and gains the prize.
Now Venus mourts ber cai, she takes the reins, Say, Cyprian Deity, what gist, what air,
And fteers her turtles to Cythera's plains; Shall humble into love Corinna's heart?
Straight to the grott with grateful step she goes, 145 If only some bright toy can charm the light, Her leore ambronial hair behind her Aois : Teach me what present may suspend her fight, 20 The swelling bellows heave for breath no more; Thus the desponding youth his fame ceclares : All drop their silent hammers on tlie floor; The Goddess with a nod his pallion hears. In deep susperse the mighty labour 1tands; Farin Cythera 17ands a spacious grove,
While thus the Goddess spoke ber mild commands : Sacred to Venus and the God of Love ;
150 Here the luxurious myrtle rears bier head, 95 Industrious Loves! your preferit toils forbear; Like the tall oak the fragrant branches spread; A more important taik demands your care: Here Nature all her sweets profusely pours, Long has the scheme employ'd my thou, htful mind, And paints th' enameld ground with variously judgment ripen d, and by time refin'd. flowers; That glorious bird have ye not often seen,
155 Deep in the gloomy glade a grotto berds,
Who draws the car of the celestial Queen ? Wide through the craysy rock an arch extends, :00 Have ye not oft' survey'? his varying dyes, The rugged stone is cloch'd with mantling vines, His tail all gilded o'er with Argus' eyes? And sound the cave the creeping woodbine twines. Have you not seen him in a sunny day
Here busy Cupids, with pernicious art, Unfurl lis plumes, and all his pride display ; 160
Ti:e spreading ribs with snowy paper hide;
Let the machine in equal foldings close,
While Lore in every grateful zephyr flies. Hire an unfinish'd diarmond crosslet lay,
The maiter Cupid traces out the lines,
175 To which soft lovers adoration pay;
And with judicious hand the draugbt designs : There was the polith'd crystal bottle feen, Tli' expecting Loves with joy the model view, I hat with quick scents invites the motith spleen; And the joint labour eagerly pursue.
120 Some Nit their ar rows with the nicest art, Here the yet rude unjointed snuff box lies, And into sticks convert the Diver'd dart; 82 Which serves the rally'd fop for (mast replies; The breathing bellows wake the fieeping fire, There piles of paper rose in gilded reams, Blow off the cinders, and the sparks alpire ; The future recordis of the lover's flames;
Their arrow's point they foften in the Aame, Here clouded canes 'midst heaps of toys are found, And sounding hammers break its barbed sraine : 125 Of this the little pin they neatly mold,
185 And in-laid tweezer-cases trow the ground; From whence their arms the spreading Nicks unfors There stands the toilette, nursery of charms, In equal plaits they now the paper bend, Completely furnish'd with bright Beauty's arms; And at just distance the wide ribs extend; The patch, the powder-box, pulville; perfumes, Then on the frame they mount the limber Ikrecr, Pins, paint, a fattering glass, and black-lead combs. And finish instantly the new machine.
when compare new arms Wall grace your charmer's O'Xppear in council al eh" immortal powers.
The Goddess, pleas'd, the curious work receives, THE FAN
LYMPUS'gates ; in
And in his mind revolv'd succeeding tate;
S When the wide ruff the well-turnd neck inclos’d, The thunder-grasping eagle guards his throra; And heaving breasts within the ftays repos'd ;
On filver clouds the great assembly laid, When the close hood conceal'd the modest ear,
The whole creation at one view furyey'd. Ere black-lead combs disown’d the virgin's hair ;
But see fair Venus comes in all her state ; Then in the muff unactive fingers lay,
The wanton Loves and Graces round her wajt; !! Nor taught the Fan in fickle forms to play.
With her loose robe officious Zeyphers play, How are the sex improv'd in amorous arts! 205
And Arew with odoriferous flowers the way; What new.found snares they bait for human hearts? In her right hand the waves the futtering Pan; When kindling war the ravag'd globe ran o'er,
And thus in melting rounds her speech began : And fatten'd thirsty plains with human gore,
Affemhled Powers ! who fickle morta's guide, 15 At first, the brandish'd arm the javelin threw,
Who o'er the sea, the skies, and earth, prefide ; Or sent wing'd arrows from the twanging yew; 210 Ye fountains! whence all human blessings flow, In the bright air the dreadful faulchion shone, Who pour your bounțies on the world below;
Bacchus first rais'd and prun'd the climbing vine, Or whistling Nings dismiss'd th' uncertain stone. Now men whose less destructive arms despise ;
And caught the grape to stream with generous wine ; Wide-wasteful death from thundering cannon Industrious Ceres tam'd the savage ground, flies :
And pregnant fields with golden harvests crown'd; One hour with more battalions frows the plain, 215
Flora with bloomy sweets enrich'd the yehr ; Than were of yore in weekly battles Hain.
And fruitful Autumn is Pomona's care. So Love with fatal airs the nymph supplies,
I first taught woman to fubdue mankind, 25 Her dtess disposes, and dircats per cyes.
And all her native charms with dress rcfin'd; The bosom now its panting beauties Thows;
Celestial Synod ! this machine survey, Th' experienc'd eye refistless glances throws;
That shades the face, or bids cool zephyrs play;
If conscious blushes on her cheek arise.
With this the veils them from her lover's eyes i 39 The fickle head-dress sinks, and now aspires
No level'd glance betrays her amorous heart, A towery front of lace on branching wires ;
From the Fan's ambush the directs the dart. Thc curling liair in tortur'd ringlets flows, 225
The royal sceptre Mhines in Juno's hand, Or round the face in labour'd order grows.
And twilled thunder speaks great Jove's command; How Thall I foar, and on unweary wing
On Pallas' arm the Gorgon shield appears, 33 Trace varying habits upward to their spring!
And Neptune's mighty grasp the trident bears; What force of thought, what numbers can express Ceres is with the bending tickle seen, Th’ir.conftant equipage of female dress !
And the strong bow points out the Cynthian Queen ;
230 How the strait ftays the fender waist constrain,
Henceforth the waving Fan my hands shall grace, How to adjust the manteau's sweeping train !
The waving Fan supply the sceptre's place. 40 What fancy can the petticoat surround,
Who shall, ye Powers ! the forming pencil hold ? With the capacious hoop of whale-bone bound!
What story Tall the wide machine unfold?
Let Loves and Graces lead the dance around, But stay, presumptuous Muse! nor boldly dare
With myrtle-wreaths and flowry chaplets crown'd;
235 The toiletts's sacred mysteries declare.
Let Cupid's arrow strow the smiling plains 45 Let a just distance be to beauty paid ;
With unrefifting nymphs and amorous (wains : None here must enter but the trusty maid.
May glowing pi&tures o'er the surface shine, Should you the wardrobe's magazine rehearse,
Toinelt now virgins with a warm defign!' And glossy manteau's rustle in thy verse;
Diana rose with filver crescent crown'd,
240 Should you the rich brocaded suit unfold,
And fix'd her modeft eyes upon the ground; go Where rising flowers grow ftiff with frosted gold; And thus with graceful voice the virgin said:
Then with becoming mein the rais'd
Has woman then forgot all former wiles,
Does man againIt her charms too powerful prove? |Roll back, ye streams; back to your fountain
Thus may the nymph, whene'er the spreads the And trust his arrows in a female hand.
125 Neptune on her bestows his choiceft ftores, And never trust the dangerous hopes of Love. For her the chambers of the deep explores ;
The Goddess ended; merry Momus rose, The gaping tell its pearly charge resigns,
With (miles and grins he waggith glances throws; And round her neck the lucid bracelet twines : 70 Then with a noisy laugh forestalls the joke, Plutus for her bids earth its wealth unfold, Mirth Aathes from his eyes while thus he spoke Where the warm orç is ripen'd into gold ;
Rather let heavenly deeds be painted there, Or where the ruby reddens in the soil,
And by your own examples teach the fair. Where the green emerald pays the searcher's toil. Let chalte Diana on the piece be seen, Does not the diamond sparkle in her ear, 75 And the bright crescent own the Cynthiao Queen. Glow on her hand, and tremble in her hair? On Latmos' top see young Endymion lies, 135 From the gay nymph the glancing luftre flies, Feign'd Neep has clos’d the bloomy lover's eyes: And imitates the lightning of her eyes.
See, to his soft embraces how the steals,
And on his lips her warm carefses seals ;
80 No more her hand the glittering javelin holds,
Virgins are virgins still—while 'tis unknown. Seduced by Theseus to some defart land,
Here let her on some flowery bank be laid,
Paint Dido there amidt her last distress, 95 Let spreading crimson stain her virgin face.
His modeft hand upon her bosom warms : Accuses Heaven with lifted eyes and hands, 100 Nor looks, nor prayers, nor force, his heart perUpbraids the Trojan with repeated cries,
fuade; Ano mixes curses with her broken fighs.
But with disdain he quits the roly maid. 160 View this, ye maids; and then each fwain believe : Here let diffolving Leda grace the toy, They're Trojans all, and vow but to deceive. Warm cheeks and heaving breasts reveal her joy ;
Here draw Oenonc in the lonely grove, 105 Beneath the pressing (wan the pants for'air, Where Paris first betray'd her into love :
While with his futtering wings he fans the fair. Let wither'd garlands hang on every bough, There let all-conquering gold exert its power, 165 Which the false youth wove for Oenone's brow; And soften Danaë in a glittering thower. The garlands lose their sweets, their pride is thed, Would you warn Beauty not to cherish pride, And like their odours all his vows are filed. 110 Nor vainly in the treacherous bloom confide, On her fair arm her penfive head the lays,
On the machine the fage Minerva place, And Xanthus' wave with mournful look surveys ; With lineaments of wisdom mark her face. 17. That flood which wimess'd his inconstant flame, See, where she lies ncar some transparent food, When thus he swore, and won the yielding dame : And with her pipe cheers the resounding wood : “ These streams hall rooner to their fountain move, Her image in the floating glass she spies, * Than I forget my dear Oenone's love." 116 Her bloated chocks, worn lips, and thrivel'd eyes;