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The winds and trees and floods her death de

plore,

Daphne, our grief! our glory now no more! But see! where Daphne wondering mounts on high 1

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Above the clouds, above the starry sky!
Eternal beauties grace the shining scene,
Fields ever fresh, and groves for ever green!
There while you rest in Amaranthine bowers,
Or from those meads select unfading flowers,
Behold us kindly, who your name implore, 75
Daphne, our goddess, and our grief no more!

LYCIDAS.

How all things listen, while thy Muse complains!

Such silence waits on Philomela's strains, In some still evening, when the whispering breeze

Pants on the leaves, and dies upon the trees. 80 To thee, bright goddess, oft a lamb shall bleed," If teeming ewes increase my fleecy breed.

While plants their shade, or flowers their odours give,

Thy name, thy honour, and thy praise shall live!

THYRSIS.

But see, Orion sheds unwholesome dews; 85 Arise, the pines a noxious shade diffuse ;3

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"Miratur limen Olympi,

Sub pedibusque videt nubes et sidera Daphnis.

Virg.-P.

"Illius aram

Sæpe tener nostris ab ovilibus imbuet agnus."

Virg.-P.

"Solet esse gravis cantantibus umbra,

Juniperi gravis umbra.".
a.”—Virg.-P.

Sharp Boreas blows, and nature feels decay, Time conquers all, and we must time obey. Adieu, ye vales, ye mountains, streams and

groves;

Adieu, ye shepherds' rural lays and loves;
Adieu, my flocks; farewell ye sylvan crew;
Daphne, farewell; and all the world adieu !

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1 These four last lines allude to the several subjects of the four Pastorals, and to the several scenes of them particularized before in each.-P.

WINDSOR FOREST.

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE GEORGE LORD
LANSDOWN.

"Non injussa cano: Te nostræ, Vare, myricæ,
Te Nemus omne canet; nec Phobo gratior ulla est,
Quam sibi quæ Vari præscripsit pagina nomen.

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WINDSOR FOREST.1

HY forest, Windsor and thy green

retreats,

At once the Monarch's and the
Muse's seats,

Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids!
Unlock your springs, and open all your shades.
Granville commands; your aid, O Muses, bring!
What Muse for Granville can refuse to sing? 6
The groves of Eden, vanished now so long,
Live in description, and look green in song:
These, were my breast inspired with equal flame,
Like them in beauty, should be like in fame. 10
Here hills and vales, the woodland and the
plain,

Here earth and water, seem to strive again; Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see,

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And where, though all things differ, all agree. Here waving groves a chequered scene display, And part admit, and part exclude the day;

"This poem was written at two different times: the first part of it, which relates to the country, in the year 1704, at the same time with the Pastorals; the latter part was not added till the year 1713, in which it was published.”—P."

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