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Quips and Cranks, and wauton Wiles,
Nods, and Becks, and wreached Smiles,
Such as hang on Hebe's cheek,
And love to live in dimple sleek ;
Sport that wrinkled Care derides,
And Laughter holding both his fides.
Come, and trip-it as you go
On the light fantastick toe,
And in thy right hand lead with thce;.
The Mountain Nymph, sweet Liberty;
And if I give thee honour due;
Mirth, admit me of thy crue
To live with her, and live with thee;
In unreproved pleasures free;
To hear the Lark begin his fight,
And singing startle the dull night,
From his watch-towre in the skies,
Till the dappled dawn doth rise ;
Theo to come in spight of sorrow,
And at my window bid good morrows.
Through the Sweet-Briar, or the Vine,
Or the twisted Eglantine.
While the Cock with lively din
Scatters the rear of darkness chinr;
And to the fack, or the Barn-dorez.
Scoutly Atrucs his Dames before,
Oft liftning how the Hounds and Horm
.Chearly rouse the Numbring mon,
Erom the side of some Hoai kell,
Through the high wood echong wala

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Some time walking not unseen
By Hedge-row Elms, on Hillocks green,
Right against the Eastern gate,
Where the great Sun begins his state,
Rob’d in Flames, and Amber light,
The Clouds in thousand Liveries dight,
While the Plow-man near at hand,
Whistles o'er the Furrow'd Land,
And the Milkmaid lingeth blithe,
And the Mower whets his fithe,
And every Shepherd tells his sale.
Under the Hawthorn in the dale.
Streit mine eye hath caught new pleafures
Whilft the Lantskip round it measures.
Ruffer Lawns, and Fallows Gray,
Where the nibbling flocks do ftray,
Mountains on whose barren breft
The labouriog Clouds do often reft,
Meadows trim with Daisies pide,
Shallow Brooks, and Rivers wide.
Towers and Battlements it fees
Boorom'd high in tufted Trees,
Where perhaps some beauty lies,
The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Hard by, a Cottage chimney, Smokesz,
From betwixt cwo aged Okes,
Where Corydon and Thyrfis met,
Are at their savoury dinner set
Of Herbs, and other Country Melles,

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And then in hafte her Bowre he leaves,
With Theftylis to bind the Sheayes;
Or if the earlier Season lead
To the tann'd Haycock in the Mead,
Sometimes with secure delight
The up-land Hamlets will invite,
When the merry Bells ring round,
And the jocond rebecks found
To many a Youth, and many a Maid,
Dancing in the Chequer'd made;
And young and old come forth to play
On a Sunshine Holy-day,
Till the live-long day-ligh: fail,
Then to the Spicy Nut-brown Ale,
With stories told of many a fear,
How Faery Mab the juokets eat,
She was pincht, and pull'd, she said,
And he by Friars Lanthorn led,
Tells how the drudging Goblin (wet,
To earn his Cream-bowle duly set,
When in one night, ere glimps of morn,
His shadowy Flale hath thresh'd the Cora
That ten day-labourers could not end,
Then lies him down the Lubbar Fend.
And stretch'd out all the Chimney's levgih,
Basks at the fire his hairy strength;
And Crop-full out of doors he flings,
Ere the first Cock his Matrin rings.
Thus done the Tales, to bed they creep,
By whispering Winds foon lollid alleep,

Towred Cities please us then,
And the bugie humm of men,
Where throngs of Knights and Barons bold,
In weeds of Peace high triumphs hold,
With store of Ladies, whose bright Eyes
Rain influence, and judge the prise,
Of Wit, or Arms, while both contend
To win her Grace, whom all commend.
There let Hymen oft appear
In Saffron robe, with Taper clear,
And pomp, and feast, and revelry,
With mask, and antique Pagcantry,
Such fights as youthful Poets dream
On Summer Eeves by haunted fream.
Then to the well-trod Stage anon,,
If Johnson's learned Sock be on,
Or sweetest Shakespear, fancy's child,
Warble his pative Wood-notes wild,
And ever against eating Cares,
Lap me in sofe Lydian Aires,
Married to immortal verse
Such as the meeting Soul may pierce
In notes, with many a winding bout
Of lincked sweetness long drawn out,
With wanton hecd, and giddy cunning,
Thic melting voice through mazes running;
Untwisting all the chains. that ty
The hidden [grul of harmony.
That Orpheus self may heave his head
Erom golden sumber op a Bed

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