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The weary World's beft Med’cine, Sleep!
It Ihuts those Wounds where injur'd Lovers weep,
And flies Oppressors to relieve the Opprest.
It loves the Cottage, and from Court abitains;
It stills the Seaman, tho' the Storm be high ;
Frees the griev'd Captive in his closest Chains ;

(Gond tops Want's loud Mouth, and blinds the treach'rous Spy. Dav.

Sleep, that locks up the Senses from their Care; The Death of each Day's Life : Tir'd Nature's Bath! Balm of hurt Minds, great Nature's second Course,

Death's Counterfeit.
Chief Nourisher in Life's Feast.

Shak. Macb.
Somnus, the humble God that dwells,
In Cottages and smoaky Cells ;
Hates gilded Roofs, and Beds of Down,
And tho' he fears no Princes Frown,
Flies from the Circle of a Crown.
Nature, alas! why art thou so
Oblig'd unto thy greatest Foe ?
Sleep, that is thy best Repast,
Yet of Death it bears a Taste,
And both are the same Thing at last. Denh. Soph.

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O Sleep, O gentle Sleep!
Natur's beft Nurse! how have I frighted thee,
That chou no more wilt weigh my Eye-lids down,
And steep my Senses in Forgetfulness?
Why racher, Sleep, ly'st thou in smoaky Cribs,
Upon uneasy Pallads stretching thee,
And hush'd with buzzing Night fly'st to thy Slumber;
Than in the perfum'd Chambers of the Great,
Under the Canopies of coftly State,
And lull'd with Sounds of sweetest Melody?
O thou dull God! why ly’ft thou with the Vile
In loathsome Beds, and Icav'st the kingly Couch?
Wilt thou upon the high and giddy Mast,
Seal up the Ship-Boy's Eyes, and rock his Brains,
In Cradle of the rude imperious Surge,
And in the Visitation of the Winds ?
Canst thou, O partial Sleep! give thy Repose,
To the wet Sea-boy in an Hour fo rude,
And in the calmest and the stillest Night
Deny it to a King ?

Shak. Hen. 4.
So sleeps the Sea-boy on the cloudy Maft,
Safe as a drowsy Tritun, rock'd' with Storms,
While rosling Princes wake on Beds of Down. Lee Mithrid.

Sleep is a God too proud to wait in Palaces, And yet fo humble too as not to scorn

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The meanest Country Cottages !

His Poppy grows among the Corn.
The Halcyon Sleep will never build his Neft

In any stormy Breast.
'Tis not enough, that he does find
Clouds and Darkness in the Mind

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Darkness but half his Work will do,
'Tis not enough, he must find Quiet too.

Cowl. Hor.
In vain, thou drowsy God, I thee invoke,

For thou, who doft from Fumes arise,
Thou, who Man's Soul dost over.fhade,
With a thick Cloud by Vapours made,
Canst have no Pow'r to shut his Eyes,

Or Paliage of his Spirits to choak,
Whose Flame's so pure, that it sends up no Smoke.
Thou who dost Men, as Nights to Colours do,

Bring all to an Equality ;
Come, thou just God, and equal me
A while to my disdainful She :
In that Condition let me lie,

Till Love does the Favour shew;
Love equals all a better way than thou.
Thou never more shalt be invok'd by me :

Watchful as Spirits and Gods I'll prove,
Let her but grant, and then will i
Thee and thy Kinsman Death defy :
For betwixt thee, and them that love,

Never will an Agreement be,
Thou scorn'ft the Unhappy, and the Happy thee.

Gowl.
Falling asleep.
The timely Dew of Sleep
Now falling, with soft slumbrous Weight inclines
My Eye-Lids.

Milt.
Then gentle Sleep, with soft Oppression fiez'd
My drowzed Senfe.

Milt.
Thick Mists arise,
And with their silken Cords eie down his Eyes.

Gar.
They stop the Sense, and close the conquer'd Eyes. Cowl. Hor.

God of SLOTH
This Place fo fit for undisturb’d Repose,
The God of Sloth for his Asylum chore.
Upon a Couch of Down in these Abodes,
Supine with folded Arms he thoughtless nods : :
Indulging Dreams his Godhead lull to Ease.
With Murmurs of soft Rills, and whisp'ring Trees.
The Poppy, and each numming Plant dispense
Their drowsy Virtue, and dull Indolence.
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A careless Deiry !
No Paffions interrupt his easy Reign,
No Problems puzzle his lethargick Brain:
But dull Oblivion guards his peaceful Bed;
And lazy fogs bedew his gracious Head.
Thus ac full Length the pamper'd Manarch lay,
Batt'ning in Eafe, and flumb'ring Life away.

Gar
The slumb'ring God, amaz'd at this new Din,
Thrice strove to rise, and thrice sunk down agen:
Liftless he strecch'd, and gaping rubb'd his Eyes,
Then faulter'd thus becwixt half Words and Sighs. Gar:

SMILE

She spoke it with a Smile, That seem'd at once to pity and revile.

Cowl. A Smile that glow'd Celestial rosy Red, Love's proper Hue.

Mils, He screw'd his Face into a harden'd Smile.

Dryd. Den Seb. From his bent Brow a gloomy Smile arose.Dryd. Cong.of Gran. The Terror of their Brows fo rough e'er while Sunk down into the Dimples of a Smile.

Cowl. What Charms has Sorrow in thât Face ? Sorrow seems pleas'd to dwell with so much Sweetness; Yet now and then a melancholy Smile, Breaks out, like Lightning in á Winter's Night, And Thews a Moment's Day.

Dryd. All for Lover SMITH. See Cyclops. The Smith prepares his Hammer for the Stroke, While the lung'd Bellows hiiling Fire provoke.

Dryd. Jau. One ftirs the Fire, and one the Bellows blows : The hilling Steel is in the Smithy drown'd ; The Grot with beaten Anvils groans around : By Turns their Arms advance in equal Time, By Turns their Hands defcend, and Hammers chime; They turn the glowing Mass with crooked Tongs, The fiery Work proceeds with rustick Songs. Dryd. Virg.

As when the Cyclops at th'almighty Nod, New Thunder hasten for their angry God; Subdu'd in Fire, the frubborn Metal lies ; One brawny Smith the puffing Bellows plys, And draws and blows reciprocating Air ; Others to quench the hissing Mass prepare ; Wish lifted Arms they order ev'ry Blow, And chime their founding Hammers in a Row: Wich labour's Anvils Æina groans below. Strongly they strike, huge Flakes of Flame expire. (Virg. With Tongs they turn the Steel, and vex it in the Fire. Dryd.

SMOKE

SMOKE.
In dusky Wreaths the Smoke began to rool.

Milt.
The Smoke in cloudy Vapours flies,
Cov'ring the Plain, and curling to the Skies. Dryd. Virg.

Black (mould'ring Smoke from the green Wood expires, The Light of Heav'n is choak’d, and the new Day retires.Dr.Vir.

Feebly the Flames on clumsy Wings aspire, And smoth'ring Fogs of Smoke benight the Fire. Gar.

SNAKE. See Serpent.
In fair Calabria's Wood a Snake is bred,
With curling Creft, and with advancing Head:
Waving he rouls, and makes a winding Track;
His Belly spotted, burnish'd is his Back ;
While Springs are broken, while the southern Air,
And dropping Heav'ns the moisten'd Earth repair.
He lives on standing Lakes, and trembling Bogs,
And fills his Maw with Fish, or with loquacious Frogs.
Byt when in muddy Pools the Water sinks,
And the chapt Earth is furrow'd o'er with Chinks,
He leaves the Fens, and leaps upon the Ground,
And, hissing, rouls his glaring Eyes around:
With Thirst inflam'd, impatient of the Heats,
He rages in the Fields, and wide Destruction threats :
Oh ! let not Sleep my closing Eyes invade,
In open Plains, or in the secret Shade,
When he, renew'd in all the speckled Pride
Of pompous Youth, has cast bis Slough aside:
And in his Summer Livery rouls along
Erect, and brandishing his forky Tongue,
Leaving his Nest, and his imperfe& Young :
And, thoughtless of his Eggs, forgets to rear,
The Hopes of Poyson for the following Year. Drud. Virg.

So when the Springs warm Breath, and cheering Ray
Calls from his Cave th'awaken’d Snake, that lay
Folded to Reft, while Winter's Snows conceal'd
The Mountains Heads, and Frosts the Lakes congeald;
The sloughy Spoils from his sleek Back depos'd,
And the gay Pride of his new Skin disclos'd:
He views himself, with youthful Beauties crown'd,
Elared, casts his haughty Eyes around,
And rouls his speckled Spires along the Ground.
Fresh Colours die his Sides, and thro' his Veins,
Turgid with Life, reviving Vigour reigns.
The sprightly Beast unfolds upon the plain,
The glossy Honours of his Summer Train :
His Crest erected high, and forky Tongue
Shot out, he hifles, bounds, and leaps along,

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So thines, renew'd in Youth, the crested Snake,
Who slepe the Winter in a thorny Brake ;
And caiting off his Slough, when Spring returns,
Now looks aloft, and with new Glory burns :
Restor'd with pois nous Herbs, Kis ardent Sides
Refle&t che Sun, and rais'd on Spires he rides :
High o'er the Grass he hissing rouls along
And brandifhes by fits his forky Tongue.

Dryd. Virg
As when a Snake surpriz'd upon the Road,
Is crush'd athwart her Body by the Load
Of heavy Wheels; or with a mortal Wound
Her Belly bruis'd, or trodden to the Ground:
In vain with loosen'd Curls she crawls along,
Yet fierce above, the brandishes her Tongue ;
Glares with her Eyes, and bristles with her Scales,
But grovling in the Dust,her Part unsound she trails. Dryd, Virgi

A Snake of Size immenfe ascends a Tree,
And in the leafy Summet spy'd a Nett,
Which o'er her callow young a Sparrow press’d,
Eight were the Birds unfledg'd: The Mother flew
And hover'd round her Care, but still in View,
Till the fierce Reptile first devour'd the Brood,
Then fiez'd the flutt'ring Dam, and drank her Blood. Dryd. Ovidi

of a Lady playing with a Snake.
'Tis Innocence and Youth which makes
In Chloris Fancy fuch Mistakes,
To start at Love, and play with Snakes.
Thrice happy Snake, chat in her Sleeve
May'st boldly creep; we dare not give
Our Thoughts so unconfin'd a Leave.
Contented in that Neft of Snow
He lies, as he his Bliss did know,
And to the Wood no more would go.
Take heed, fair Eve, you do not make
Another Tempter of this Snake,
A marble one, so warmd, would speak.

Wal.
SNOW.
A Shower of fofe and fleecy Rain
Falls to new.cloath the Earth again:
Behold the Mountains Tops around,
As if with Fur of Ermin crown'd :

And lo! how by Degrees,
The universal Mantle hides the Trees,

In hoary Flakes which downward fly,
As if it were the Autumn of the Sky,
Whose Fall of Leaf would theirs supply.

Trem

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