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My shuddering limbs, and (wonderful to tell!) Nor taste the fruits that the Sun's genial rays My tongue forgets her faculty of speech;

Mature, john-apple, nor the downy peach,
So horrible he seems! His faded brow,

Nor walnut in rough-furrow'd coat secure,
Intrench'd with many a frown, and conic beard, Nor medlar, fruit delicious in decay ;
And spreading band, admir'd by modern saints, Afflictions great! yet greater still remain :
Disastrous acts forbode ; in his right hand

My galligaskins, that have long withstood
Long scrolls of paper solemnly he waves, The winter's fury, and encroaching frosts,
With characters and figures dire inscribid,

By time subdued (what will not time subdue !) Grievous to mortal eyes; (ye gods, avert

An horrid chasm disclos'd with orifice Such plagues from righteous men!) Behind him stalks Wide, discontinuous; at which the winds Another monster, not unlike himself,

Eurus and Auster, and the dreadful force Sullen of aspect, by the vulgar call’d

Of Boreas, that congeals the Cronian waves, A catchpole, whose polluted hands the gods, Tumultuous enter with dire chilling blasts, With force incredible, and magic charms,

Portending agues. Thus a well-fraught ship, First have endued : if he his ample palm

Long sail'd secure, or through th' Ægean deep, Should haply on ill-fated shoulder lay

Or the Ionian, till cruising near of debtor, straight his body, to the touch

The Lilybean shore, with hideous crush Obsequious (as whilom knights were wont,) On Scylla, or Charybdis (dangerous rocks!) To some enchanted castle is convey'd,

She strikes rebounding; whence the shatter'd oak, Where gates impregnable, and coercive chains, So fierce a shock unable to withstand, In durance strict detain him, till, in form

Admits the sea: in at the gaping side Of money, Pallas sets the captive free.

The crowding waves gush with impetuous rage, Beware, ye debtors! when ye walk, beware, Resistless, overwhelming; horrors seize Be circumspect; oft with insidious ken

The mariners; Death in their eyes appears, The caitiff eyes your steps aloof, and oft

They stare, they lave, they pump, they swear, they Lies perdue in a nook or gloomy cave,

Prompt to enchant some inadvertent wretch (Vain efforts !) still the battering waves rush in,
With his unhallow'd touch. So (poets sing) Implacable, till, delug'd by the foam,
Grimalkin, to domestic vermin sworn

The ship sinks foundering in the vast abyss.
An everlasting foe, with watchful eye
Lies nightly brooding o'er a chinky gap,
Protending her fell claws, to thoughtless mice
Sure ruin. So her disembowell'd web

Arachne, in a hall or kitchen, spreads
Obvious to vagrant flies: she secret stands

Within her woven cell: the humming prey,

Honos crit huic quoque Pomo?

Regardless of their fate, rush on the toils
Inextricable, nor will aught avail

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Their arts, or arms, or shapes of lovely hue ; What soil the apple loves, what care is due
The wasp insidious, and the buzzing drone, To orchats, timeliest when to press the fruits,
And butterfly, proud of expanded wings

Thy gift, Pomona, in Miltonian verse Distinct with gold, entangled in her snares, Adventurous I presume to sing ; of verse Useless resistance make; with eager strides, Nor skill'd, nor studious : but my native soil She towering flies to her expected spoils ;

Invites me, and the theme as yet unsung. Then, with envenom'd jaws, the vital blood

Ye Ariconian knights, and fairest dames, Drinks of reluctant foes, and to her cave

To whom propitious Heaven these blessings grants, Their bulky carcasses triumphant drags.

Attend my lays, nor hence disdain to learn, So pass my days. But when nocturnal shades How Nature's gifts may be improv'd by art. This world envelop, and th' inclement air

And thou, O Mostyn, whose benevolence, Persuades men to repel benumbing frosts

And candor, oft experienc'd, me vouchsaf'd With pleasant wines, and crackling blaze of wood ; To knit in friendship, growing still with years, Me, lonely sitting, nor the glimmering light Accept this pledge of gratitude and love. Of make-weight candle, nor the joyous talk May it a lasting monument remain Of loving friend, delights: distress'd, forlorn, Of dear respect ; that when this body frail Amidst the horrors of the tedious night,

Is moulder'd into dust, and I become Darkling I sigh, and feed with dismal thoughts As I had never been, late times may know My anxious mind: or sometimes mournful verse I once was bless'd in such a matchless friend! Indite, and sing of groves and myrtle shades, Whoe'er expects his laboring trees should bend Or desperate lady near a purling stream,

With fruitage, and a kindly harvest yield, Or lover pendent on a willow-tree.

Be this his first concern, to find a tract Meanwhile I labor with eternal drought,

Impervious to the winds, begirt with hills And restless wish, and rave; my parched throat That intercept the Hyperborean blasts Finds no relief, nor heavy eyes repose :

Tempestuous, and cold Eurus' nipping force, But if a slumber haply does invade

Noxious to feeble buds : but to the west My weary limbs, my fancy's still awake,

Let him free entrance grant, let zephyrs bland Thoughtful of drink, and eager, in a dream, Administer their tepid genial airs ; Tipples imaginary pots of ale,

Nought fear he from the west, whose gentle warmth In vain ; awake I find the settled thirst

Discloses well the Earth's all-teeming womb, Still gnawing, and the pleasant phantom curse. Invigorating tender seeds; whose breath Thus do I live, from pleasure quite debarr’d, Nurtures the orange, and the citron groves,


Hesperian fruits, and wafts their odors sweet To deck this rise with fruits of various tastes.
Wide through the air, and distant shores perfumes. Fail not by frequent vows t' implore success ;
Nor only do the hills exclude the winds :

Thus piteous Heaven may fix the wandering glebi But, when the blackening clouds in sprinkling But if (for Nature doth not share alike showers

Her gists) an happy soil should be withheld;
Distil, from the high summits down the rain If a penurious clay should be thy lot,
Runs trickling ; with the fertile moisture cheer'd, Or rough unwieldy earth, nor to the plow,
The orchats smile ; joyous the farmers see

Nor to the cattle kind, with sandy stones
Their thriving plants, and bless the heavenly dew. And gravel o'er-abounding, think it not

Next let the planter, with discretion meet, Beneath thy toil; the sturdy pear-tree here The force and genius of each soil explore ;

Will rise luxuriant, and with toughest root To what adapted, what it shuns averse :

Pierce the obstructing grit, and restive marle. Without this necessary care, in vain

Thus nought is useless made ; nor is there land, He hopes an apple-vintage, and invokes

But what, or of itself, or else compellid, Pomona's aid in vain. The miry fields,

Affords advantage. On the barren heath Rejoicing in rich mould, most ample fruit

The shepherd tends his flock, that daily crop Of beauteous form produce; pleasing to sight,

Their verdant dinner from the mossy turf, But to the tongue inelegant and flat.

Sufficient; after them the cackling goose, So Nature has decreed ; so oft we see

Close-grazier, finds wherewith to ease her want. Men passing fair, in outward lineaments

What should I more ? Ev'n on the cliffy height Elaborate; less, inwardly, exact.

Of Penmenmaur, and that cloud-piercing hill, Nor from the sable ground expect success,

Plinlimmon, from afar the traveller kens Nor from cretaceous, stubborn and jejune :

Astonish'd, how the goats their shrubby browse The Must, of pallid hue, declares the soil

Gnaw pendent; nor untrembling canst thou see, Devoid of spirit; wretched he, that quaffs

How from a scraggy rock, whose prominence Such wheyish liquors; oft with colic pangs,

Half overshades the ocean, hardy men,
With pungent colic pangs distress'ü he'll roar, Fearless of rending winds, and dashing waves,
And toss, and turn, and curse th' unwholesome Cut samphire, to excite the squeamish gust

Of pamper'd luxury. Then, let thy ground
But, farmer, look where full-ear'd sheaves of rye Not lie unlabor'd ; if the richest stem
Grow wavy on the tilth, that soil select

Refuse to thrive, yet who would doubt to plant For apples: thence thy industry shall gain Somewhat, that may to human use redound, Ten-fold reward : thy garners, thence with store And penury, the worst of ills, remove? Surcharg'd, shall burst; thy press with purest juice There are, who, fondly studious of increase, Shall flow, which, in revolving years, may try

Rich foreign mould on their ill-natur'd land Thy feeble feet, and bind thy faltering tongue. Induce laborious, and with fattening muck Such is the Kent-church, such Dantzeyan ground, Besmear the roots; in vain! the nursling grove Such thine, O learned Broome, and Capel such, Seems fair awhile, cherish'd with foster earth ; Willisian Burlton, much-lov'd Geers his Marsh, But when the alien compost is exhaust, And Sutton-acres, drench'd with regal blood Its native poverty again prevails. Of Ethelbert, when to th' unhallow'd feast

Though this art fails, despond not; little pains, Of Mercian Offa he invited came,

In a due hour employ'd, great profit yield. To treat of spousals: long connubial joys

Th'industrious, when the Sun in Leo rides, He promis'd to himself, allur'd by fair

And darts his sultriest beams, portending drought, Elfrida's beauty: but, deluded, died

Forgets not at the foot of every plant
In height of hopes oh! hardest fate, to fall To sink a circling trench, and daily pour
By show of friendship, and pretended love! A just supply of alimental streams,
I nor advise, nor reprehend the choice

Exhausted sap recruiting; else false hopes
Of Marcley-hill; the apple nowhere finds He cherishes, nor will his fruit expect
A kinder mould: yet 'tis unsafe to trust

Th’autumnal season, but, in summer's pride,
Deceitful ground : who knows but that, once more, When other orchats smile, abortive fail.
This mount may journey, and, his present site Thus the great light of Heaven, that in his course
Forsaking, to thy neighbor's bounds transfer Surveys and quickens all things, often proves
The goodly plants, affording matter strange Noxious to planted fields, and often men
For law-debates ?* If therefore thou incline Perceive his influence dire ; sweltering they run

To grots, and caves, and the cool umbrage seek
Of woven arborets, and oft the rills

Still streaming fresh revisit, to allay * February the seventh, 1571, at six o'clock in the Thirst inextinguishable: but if the spring evening, this hill roused itself with a roaring noise, and Preceding should be destitute of rain, by seven the next morning had moved forty paces; it Or blast septentrional with brushing wings kept moving for three days logether, carrying with it sheep in their cotes, hedgerows and trees, and in its pas: Sweep up the smoky mists, and vapors damp, sage overthrew Kinnaston Chapple, and turned two high. Then woe to mortals! Titan then exerts ways near an hundred yards from their former position. His heat intense, and on our vitals preys; The ground thus moved was about twenty-six acres, Then maladies of various kinds and names which opened itself, and carried the earth before it for Unknown, malignant fevers, and that foe four hundred yards' space, leaving that which was pasture To blooming beauty, which imprints the face in the place of the tillage, and the tillage overspread of fairest nymph, and checks our growing love, with pasture. See Speed's Account of Herefordshire, Reigo far and near; grim Death in different shapes page 49, and Camden's Britannia.

Depopulates the nations ; thousands fall


His victims; youths, and virgins, in their flower, Supplants their footsteps : to, and fro, they reel Reluctant die, and sighing leave their loves Astonish'd, as o'ercharg'd with wine ; when lo! Unfinish'd, by infectious Heaven destroy'd. The ground adust her riven mouth disparts,

Such heats prevail'd, when fair Eliza, last Horrible chasm; profound! with swift descent of Winchcomb's name (next thee in blood and Old Ariconium sinks, and all her tribes, worth,

Heroes, and senators, down to the realms O fairest St. John!) left this toilsome world Of endless night. Meanwhile, the loosen'd winds, In beauty's prime, and sadden'd all the year: Infuriate, molten rocks and faming globes Nor could her virtues, nor repeated vows Hurld high above the clouds; till, all their force Of thousand lovers, the relentless band

Consum’d, her ravenous jaws th' Earth satiate clos'd Of Death arrest: she with the vulgar fell, Thus this fair city fell, of which the name Only distinguish'd by this humble verse.

Survives alone; nor is there found a mark, But if it please the Sun's intemperate force Whereby the curious passenger may learn To know, attend; whilst I of ancient fame Her ample site, save coins, and mouldering urns, The annals trace, and image to thy mind,

And huge unwieldy bones, lasting remains
How our forefathers, (luckless men !) ingulft Of that gigantic race; which, as he breaks
By the wide-yawning Earth, to Stygian shades The clotted glebe, the plowman haply finds,
Went quick, in one sad sepulchre inclos'd. Appall’d. Upon that treacherous tract of land,

In elder days, ere yet the Roman bands She whilom stood ; now Ceres, in her prime,
Victorious, this our other world subdued,

Smiles fertile, and with ruddiest freight bedeck'd, A spacious city stood, with firmest walls

The apple-tree, by our forefathers' blood
Sure mounded, and with numerous turrets crown'd, Improv'd, that now recalls the devious Muse,
Aërial spires, and citadels, the seat

Urging her destin’d labors to pursue.
Of kings, and heroes resolute in war,

The prudent will observe, what passions reign Fam'd Ariconium : uncontroll'd and free,

In various plants (for not to Man alone, Till all-subduing Latian arms prevail'd.

But all the wide creation, Nature gave Then also, though to foreign yoke submiss, Love, and aversion :) everlasting hate She undemolish'd stood, and ev'n till now The Vine to Ivy bears, nor less abhors Perhaps had stood, of ancient British art

The Colewort's rankness; but with amorous twine A pleasing monument, not less admir'd

Clasps the tall Elm: the Pæstan Rose unfolds Than what from Attic, or Etruscan hands

Her bud more lovely, near the fetid Leek,
Arose; had not the heavenly Powers averse (Crest of stout Britons,) and enhances thence
Decreed her final doom: for now the fields The price of her celestial scent: the Gourd,
Labor'd with thirst; Aquarius had not shed And thirsty Cucumber, when they perceive
His wonted showers, and Sirius parch'd with heat Th' approaching Olive, with resentment fly
Solstitial the green herb: hence 'gan relax Her fatty fibres, and with tendrils creep
The ground's contexture, hence Tartarian dregs, Diverse, detesting contact; whilst the Fig
Sulphur, and nitrous spume, enkindling fierce, Contemns not Rue, nor Sage's humble leaf,
Bellow'd within their darksome caves, by far Close-neighboring: th' Herefordian plant
More dismal than the loud disploded roar

Caresses freely the contiguous Peach,
Of brazen enginery, that ceaseless storm

Hazel, and weight-resisting Palm, and likes The bastion of a well-built city, deem'd

T'approach the Quince, and the Elder's pithy stem ; Impregnable: th' infernal winds, till now

Uneasy, seated by funereal Yew, Closely imprison'd, by Titanian warmth

Or Walnut, (whose malignant touch impairs Dilating, and with unctuous vapors fed,

All generous fruits,) or near the bitter dews Disdain'd their narrow cells; and, their full strength of Cherries. Therefore weigh the habits well Collecting, from beneath the solid mass

Of plants, how they associate best, nor let Upheav'd, and all her castles rooted deep

Ill neighborhood corrupt thy hopeful graffs. Shook from their lowest seat: old Vaga's stream, Wouldst thou thy vats with gen'rous juice should Forc'd by the sudden shock, her wonted track

froth ? Forsook, and drew her humid train aslope, Respect thy orchats; think not, that the trees Crankling her banks : and now the lowering sky, Spontaneous will produce an wholesome draught. And baleful lightning, and the thunder, voice Let Art correct thy breed : from parent bough Of angry gods, that rattled solemn, dismay'd A cion meetly sever: asier, force The sinking hearts of men. Where should they turn A way into the crabstock’s close-wrought grain Distress'd ? whence seek for aid ? when from below By wedges, and within the living wound Hell threatens, and ev'n Fate supreme gives signs Inclose the foster twig; nor over-nice Of wrath and desolation : vain were vows, Refuse with thy own hands around to spread And plaints, and suppliant hands to Heaven erect! The binding clay: ere-long their differing veins Yet some to fanes repair'd, and humble rites Unite, and kindly nourishment convey Perform'd to Thor, and Woden, fabled gods, To the new pupil ; now he shoots his arms Who with their votaries in one ruin shard, With quickest growth ; now shake the teeming trunk Crush'd, and o'erwhelm'd. Others in frantic mood Down rain th' empurpled balls, ambrosial fruit. Run howling through the streets; their hideous yells Whether the Wilding's fibres are contriv'd Rend the dark welkin; Horror stalks around, To draw th' earth's purest spirit, and resist Wild-staring, and, his sad concomitant,

Its feculence, which in more porous stocks Despair, of abject look: at every gate

Of cider-plants finds passage free, or else The thronging populace with hasty strides The native verjuice of the Crab, deriv'd Press furious, and, too eager of escape,

Through th' infix'd graff, a grateful mixture forms Obstruct the easy way; the rocking town

Of tart and sweet; whatever be the cause,

This doubtful progeny by nicest tastes

Be unassay'd ; prevent the morning-star Expected best acceptance finds, and pays

Assiduous, nor with the western Sun Largest revenues to the orchat-lord.

Surcease to work ; lo! thoughtful of thy gain,
Some think the Quince and Apple would combine Not of my own, I all the livelong day
In happy union; others fitter deem

Consume in meditation deep, recluse
The Sloe-stem bearing Sylvan Plums austere. From human converse, nor, at shut of ere,
Who knows but both may thrive? howe'er, what loss Enjoy repose; but oft at midnight lamp
To try the powers of both, and search how far Ply my brain-racking studies, if by chance
Two different natures may concur to mix

Thee I may counsel right; and oft this care
In close embraces, and strange offspring bear? Disturbs me slumbering. Wilt thou then repine
Thou'lt find that plants will frequent changes try, To labor for thyself? and rather choose
Undamag'd, and their marriagcable arms

To lie supinely, hoping Heaven will bless Conjoin with others. So Silurian plants

Thy slighted fruits, and give thee bread unearn'd ? Admit the Peach's odoriferous globe,

'Twill profit, when the stork, sworn foe of snakes And Pears of sundry forms; at different times Returns, to show compassion to thy plants, Adopted Plums will alien branches grace ;

Fatigu'd with breeding. Let the arched knife And men have gather'd from the Hawthorn's branch Well sharpen'd now assail the spreading shades Large Medlars, imitating regal crowns.

Of vegetables, and their thirsty limbs Nor is it hard to beautify each month

Dissever : for the genial moisture, due With files of party-color'd fruits, that please To apples, otherwise misspends itself The tongue, and view, at once. So Maro's Muse, In barren twigs, and for th' expected crop, Thrice-sacred Muse! commodious precepts gives Nought but vain shoots, and empty leaves, abound. Instructive to the swains, not wholly bent

When swelling buds their odorous foliage shed, On what is gainful : sometimes she diverts

And gently harden into fruit, the wise
From solid counsels, shows the force of love Spare not the little offsprings, if they grow
In savage beasts; how virgin face divine

Redundant; but the thronging clusters thin
Attracts the helpless youth through storms and waves, By kind avulsion: else the starveling brood,
Alone, in deep of night: then she describes Void of sufficient sustenance, will yield
The Scythian winter, nor disdains to sing

A slender autumn; which the niggard soul
How under ground the rude Riphæan race Too late shall weer, and curse his thrifty hand,
Mimic brisk Cider with the brakes' product wild ; That would not timely ease the ponderous boughs.
Sloes pounded, Hips, and Servis' harshest juice. It much conduces, all the cares to know

Let sage Experience teach thee all the arts Of gardening, how to scare nocturnal thieves, Of grafting and in-eyeing; when to lop

And how the little race of birds that hop The flowing branches; what trees answer best From spray to spray, scooping the costliest fruit From root, or kernel: she will best the hours Insatiate, undisturb’d. Priapus' form Of harvest, and seed-time, declare; by her Avails but little ; rather guard each row The different qualities of things were found, With the false terrors of a breathless kite. And secret motions ; how with heavy bulk This done, the timorous flock with swiftest wing Volatile Hermes, fluid and unmoist,

Scud through the air; their fancy represents
Mounts on the wings of air; to her we owe His mortal talons, and his ravenous beak
The Indian weed,* unknown to ancient times, Destructive; glad to shun his hostile gripe,
Nature's choice gist, whose acrimonious fumo They quit their thefts, and unfrequent the fields.
Extracts superfluous juices, and refines

Besides, the filthy swine will oft invade
The blood distemper'd from its noxious salts ; Thy firm inclosure, and with delving snout
Friend to the spirits, which with vapors bland The rooted forest undermine : forthwith
It gently mitigates, companion fit

Halloo thy furious mastiff, bid him vex
Of pleasantry, and wine; nor to the bards The noxious herd, and print upon their ears
Unfriendly, when they to the vocal shell

A sad memorial of their past offence.
Warble melodious their well-labor'd songs.

The flagrant Procyon will not fail to bring She found the polish'd glass, whose small convex Largo shoals of slow house-bearing snails, that creep Enlarges to ten millions of degrees

O'er the ripe fruitage. paring slimy tracts
The mite, invisible else, of Nature's hand

In the sleek rinds, and unprest Cider drink.
Least animal; and shows, what laws of life No art averts this pest; on thee it lies,
The cheese-inhabitants observe, and how

With morning and with evening hand to rid
Fabric their mansions in the harden'd milk, The preying reptiles ; nor, if wise, wilt thou
Wonderful artists! But the hidden ways

Decline this labor, which itself rewards Of Nature wouldst thou know? how first she frames With pleasing gain, whilst the warm limbec draus All things in miniature? Thy specular orb Salubrious waters from the nocent brood. Apply to well-dissected kernels; lo !

Myriads of wasps now also clustering hang, Strange forms arise, in each a little plant

And drain a spurious honey from thy groves, Unfolds its boughs: observe the slender threads Their winter food ; though oft repuls’d, again Of first beginning trees, their roots, their leaves, They rally, undismay'd; but fraud with ease In narrow seeds describ'd; thou 'lt wondering say,

Ensnares the noisome swarms ; let every bougl, An inmate orchat every apple boasts.

Bear frequent vials, pregnant with the dregs Thus all things by experience are display'd, Of Moyle, or Mum, or Treacle's viscous juice; And most improv'd. Then sedulously think They, by th’alluring odor drawn, in haste To meliorate thy stock; no way, or rule,

Fly to the dulcet cates, and crowding sip

Their palatable bane ; joysul thou 'lt see # Tobacco.

The clammv surface all o'erstrown with tribes


Of greedy insects, that with fruitless toil,

Was of the sylvan kind, unciviliz'd, Flap filmy pennons oft, to extricate

of no regard, till Scudamore's skilful hand Their feet, in liquid shackles bound, till death Improv'd her, and by courily discipline Bereave them of their worthless souls: such doom Taught her the savage nature to forget: Waits luxury, and lawless love of gain!

Hence styl’d the Scudamorean plant; whose wine Howe'er thou may'st forbid external force, Whoever tastes, let him with grateful heart Intestine evils will prevail; damp airs,

Respect that ancient loyal house, and wish And rainy winters, to the centre pierce

The nobler peer, that now transcends our hopes The firmest fruits, and by unseen decay

In early worth, his country's justest pride, The proper relish vitiate: then the grub

Uninterrupted joy, and health entire. Oit unobserv'd invades the vital core,

Let every tree in every garden own Pernicious tenant, and her secret cave

The Red-streak as supreme, whose pulpous fruit Enlarges hourly, preying on the pulp

With gold irradiate, and vermilion shines,
Ceaseless; meanwhile the apple's outward form Tempting, not fatal, as the birth of that
Delectable the witless swain beguiles,

Primeval interdicted plant that won
Till, with a writhen mouth, and spattering noise, Fond Eve in hapless hour to taste, and die.
He tastes the bitter morsel, and rejects

This, of more bounteous influence, inspires
Disrelishd; not with less surprise, than when Poetic raptures, and the lowly Muse
Embattled troops with flowing banners pass Kindles to loftier strains; even I perceive
Through flowery meads delighted, nor distrust Her sacred virtue. See! the numbers flow
The smiling surface; whilst the cavern'd ground, Easy, whilst, cheer'd with her nectareous juice,
With grain incentive stor'd, by sudden blaze Hers, and my country's praises I exalt.
Bursts fatal, and involves the hopes of war, Hail Herefordian plant, that dost disdain
In fiery whirls; full of victorious thoughts, All other fields! Heaven's sweetest blessing, hail!
Torn and dismember'd, they aloft expire.

Be thou the copious matter of my song, Now turn thine eye to view Alcinous' groves, And thy choice nectar; on which always waits The pride of the Phæacian isle, from whence, Laughter, and sport, and care-beguiling wit, Sailing the spaces of the boundless deep,

And friendship, chief delight of human life. To A riconium precious fruits arriv'd :

What should we wish for more? or why, in quest The Pippin burnish'd o'er with gold, the Moyle Of foreign vintage, insincere, and mixt, Of sweetest honied taste, the fair Permain Traverse th' extremest world ? why tempt the rage Temper’d, like comeliest nymph, with red and white. Of the rough ocean? when our native glebe Salopian acres flourish with a growth

Imparts, from bounteous womb, annual recruits Peculiar, styl'd the Ouley: be thou first

Of wine delectable, that far surmounts This apple to transplant; if to the name

Gallic, or Latin grapes, or those that see Its merit answers, nowhere shalt thou find The setting sun near Calpe's towering height. A wine more priz'd, or laudable of taste.

Nor let the Rhodian, nor the Lesbian vines Nor does the Eliot least deserve thy care,

Vaunt their rich Must, nor let Tokay contend Nor John-Apple, whose wither'd rind, intrencht For sovereignty; Phanæus' self must bow With many a surrow, aptly represents

To th' Ariconian vales : and shall we doubt
Decrepit age, nor that from Harvey nam’d, T'improve our vegetable wealth, or let
Quick-relishing: why should we sing the Thrist, The soil lie idle, which, with fit manure,
Codling, or Pomroy, or of pimpled coat

With largest usury repay, alone
The Russet, or the Cat's-Head's weighty orb, Empower'd to supply what Nature asks
Enormous in its growth, for various use

Frugal, or what nice appetite requires ?
Though these are meet, though after full repast The meadows here, with battening ooze enrich'd,
Are oft requir'd, and crown the rich dessert ? Give spirit to the grass ; three cubits high

What, though the Pear-tree rival not the worth The jointed herbage shoots; th' unfallow'd glebe Of Ariconian products ? yet her freight

Yearly o'ercomes the granaries with store
Is not contemn'd, yet her wide-branching arms Of golden wheat, the strength of human life.
Best screen thy mansion from the fervent Dog, Lo, on auxiliary poles, the hops
Adverse to life; the wintry hurricanes

Ascending spiral, rang'd in meet array!
In vain employ their roar, her trunk unmov'd Lo, how the arable with barley-grain
Breaks the strong onset, and controls their rage. Stands thick, o'ershadow'd, to the thirsty hind
Chiefly the Bosbury, whose large increase, Transporting prospect! these, as modern use
Annual, in sumptuous banquets claims applause. Ordains, infus'd, an auburn drink compose,
Thrice-acceptable beverage! could but Art Wholesome, of deathless fame. Here, to the sight
Subdue the floating lee, Pomona's self

Apples of price, and plenteous sheaves of corn, Would dread thy praise, and shun the dubious strise. Oft interlac'd occur, and both imbibe Be it thy choice, when summer-heats annoy, Fitting congenial juice; so rich the soil, To sit beneath her leafy canopy,

So much does fructuous moisture o'er-abound! Quaffing rich liquids ! oh! how sweet t' enjoy, Nor are the hills unamiable, whose tops At once her fruits, and hospitable shade!

To Heaven aspire, affording prospect sweet But how with equal numbers shall we match To human ken; nor at their feet the vales The Musk's surpassing worth ; that earliest gives Descending gently, where the lowing herd Sure hopes of racy wine, and in its youth, Chew verdurous pasture; nor the yellow fields Its tender nonage, loads the spreading boughs Gaily interchang'd, with rich variety With large and juicy offspring, that defies Pleasing; as when an emerald green, enchas'd The vernal nippings, and cold sideral blasts ! In flamy gold, from the bright mass acquires Yet let her to the Red-streak yield, that once A nobler hue, more delicate to sight.

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