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Which by the spurning heels dispers'd around

The bed, besprinkles and bedews the ground.

Then Lamyrus with Lamm, and the young

Serranm, who with gaming did prolong

The night: opprest with wine and slumber lay -s

The beauteous Youth, and dreamt of lucky Play; >

More lucky, had it been protracted till the day. *

The famifh'd Lion thus with hunger bold,

O'er-leaps the fences of the nightly fold,

The peaceful Flock devours, and tears, and draws -f

Wrapt up in silent fear, they lie and pant beneath

Nor with less rage Euryalus imploys [his paws.

The vengeful Sword, nor fewer foes destroys;

But on th' ignoble Crowd his fury flew j

Which Fadui, Heiefiv, and \h*tit> slew,

With ^Abdris: in sleep the rest did fall j

But %httus waking, and observing all,

Behind a mighty Jar he slunk for fear;

The sharp edg'd Iron found and reach'd him there:

lull as he lose he plung'd it in his side;

The cruel Sword return'd in crimson dy'd.

The wound a blended stream of wine and blood

Tours out; the purple Soul comes floating in the flood.

Now where Mejsapm quarter'd they arrive;

The fires were fainting there, and just alive;

The warlike Horses ty'd in order fed;

Wfiu the discipline observ'd, and said,

Our eagerness of blood may both betray:

Behdld the doubtful glimmering of the day,

Foe to these nightly thefts: No more, my friend,

Here let our glutted Execution end;

A Lane through slaughter'd Bodies we have made:

The bold Euryalus, though, loath, obey'd:

Rich Arms and Arras which they scatter'd find,

And Plate, a precious Joad they leave behind.

let fond of gaudy Spoils, the Boy would stay

To make the proud Caparisons his prey,

Which deck'd a neighb'iing Steed,-—->

Nor did his Eyes less longingly behold
The Girdle studded o'er with Nails of Gold,
Which "Xhamms wore: This Present long ago
•On 'Remulas did Ctiicm bestow,
And absent join'd in hospitable Ties.
He-dying to his: Heir bequeath'd the prize:
'Till by the conquering Tfututi opprest
He fell, and they the glorious gift possest»
These gaudy spoils Euryalus now bears;
And vainly on his brawny Shoulders wears:
Mtjsapns Helm he found amongst the dead,
Gatnisti'd with plumes, and fitted to his head.
They leave the Camp and take the safest road j
Mean time a Squadron of their foes abroad,
Three hundred Horse with Bucklers arm'd, they spy'd,
Whom Volfcens by the King's command did guide:
To Turnm these were from the City sent,
And to perform their Message sought his Tent.
Approaching neai their utmost lines they draw;
When bending tow'rds the left, their Captain saw
The faithful pair; for through the doubtful shade -»
His glitt'ring Helm Eftryalits betray'd; >

On which the Moon with full reflection play'd. •*
'Tis not for nought (cry'd Volfcens from the crowd)
These Men go there; then rais'd his voice aloud:
Stand, stand ! why thus in Arms? And whither bent i
From whence, to whom, and on what errand sent?
Silent they make away; and haste their flight
To neighb'ring Woods 5 and trust themselves to night.
The speedy horsemen spur their Steeds, to get
'Twixt them and home 5 and every path beset,
And all the windings of the well known Wood;
Black was the Brake, and thick with Oak it stood,
With Fern all horrid, and perplexing Thorn,
Where tracks of Beats h*d scarce a passage worn.-
, The darkness of the shades, his heavy prey, -■ ■
And fear, mis-led the younger from his way:
But Nifits hit the turns with happier haste,
Who now, uaknowingr had the danger past,

And ^tIbtn Lakes from ^AlU's name so call'df
Where King Larinus then his Oxen stall'J.
Till turning at the length he stood his ground,
And vainly cast his longing eyes around
Tor his lost friend!

Ah! wretch, he cry'd, where have I left behind,.
Where shall I hope th' unhappy Touch, to sind L
Or what way take! Again he ventures back,
And tread.; the Mazes of his former: track,
Thro' the wild wood: at last he hears the Noise
Of trampling Horses, and the riders voice.
The Sound approach'd, and suddenly he view'J
His Foes inclos,ng, and his Friend pursu'd,
Forclaid, and taken, while he strove in vain.
The Covert of the ncighb'.ung Wood to gain.
What should he next artempt, what arms employ
With fruirless force to free the Caprive Boy •
Or rempt unequal numbers with the Sword;
And die by him whom living he ador'd?
Resolv'd on death his dreadful Spear he {hook,
And casting to the Moon a mournful look,
Fair Queen, laid he, who dost in woods delight, j
And Grace of Stars, the Goddess of the Night; >
Be present, and direct my Dart aright. •*

If e'er my pious Father for my lake,
Did on thy Altars grareful offerings make,
Or I increas'd them with successful toils;
And hung thy Sacred Roof with savage Spoils,
Through the brown shadows guide my flying Spear
To reach this Troop: Then poizing from his ear
The cjuiv'riag Weapon with full force he threw;
Through the divided shades the deadly Javelin tic*;
On iulrno's back k splits : the double dart
Drove deeper onward, aud transrixt his heart.
He staggers round, his-eycballs ;owl in death >
And with short Sobbs, he gasps away his breath.
AU stand amaz'd; a second Javelin flies
From his stretch'd aim, aud utflcs through the Skic»;
The Lance through Tagus Temples fore'd its way;
.And in bis brain-pan warmly buried lay.
Pierce Volscens foams with rage; and gazing round,
Desery'd no Author of rlre fatal wound,
Nor where to six revenge :. But thou, he cries,
Shalt pay for both; and at the Fris'oer flies,
"With his drawn Sword: Then, struck with deep de-
The fatal sight the Lover could not bear; [spait,
But from his Covert rusht in open view;
And sent his voice before him as he flew;
Me, me, employ your Sword on me alone:
The crime confess'd; the fast was all my own.
He neither could nor durst, the guilrless Youth,
Tc Moon and Stars bear wirness to the Truth;
His only fault, if that be to oftend,
Was too much loving his unhappy friend..
Too lare, alas, he speaks;
The Sword, which unrelenring fury guides,
Driv'n with full force had piere'd his tender sides ;•
Down foil the beaureous Youth, the gaping wound
Gush'd out a Crimson stream and stain'd the ground}
His nodding neck reclines on his whire breast,
Like a fair Flow't, in furrow'd Fields opprest,
By the keen Share: or Foppy on the plain,
Whose heavy head is overcharged with rain.
Disdain, despait, and deadly vengeance vow'd,
Drove Nifin headlong on the Hostile Crowd -T
Volscms he seeks, at him alone he bends;
Born back, and push'd by his surtounding friends,
He still press'd on; and kept him still in sight;
Then whirl'd aloft his Sword with all his might;
TV unerring Weapon flew; and wing'd with death,
Enrer'd his gaping Mouth, and stop'd his breath.
Dying he slew : and ftagg'ring on the plain,
Sought for the Body of his Lever slain:
Then quierly on his dear Breast lre fell;
Conrent in death to be reveng'd so well,
O happy pair! for if my verse can give
Erernity; your, fame shall ever live;

Fix'd as the Capitol's Foundarion lies,
And spread where-e'er the T^man Eagle flies.

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Tbeocrit. Idyllium the i-8th.

The EptbaJamium of Helen and Menelaus.

'By Mr. Drydeo.

TWelve Sptrtan Vrrgins, noble, young, and fair;
With Violet wreaths adorn'd their flowing hairs
And to the pompous Palace did resort,
Where Menelam kept his Royal Court.
There hand in hand a comely Quire they led;
To sing ailessing. to his Nuprial Bed,
With curious Needles wrought, and painted <
flowers bespread.
- Jove's beaureous Daughrer now his Bride must be,
And Jove himself was lese a God than he:
For this their artful hands instruct the Lute to found,
Their feet aslist their hands,and justly beat the ground.
This was their song: Why happy Bridegroom, why
E'er yet the Stars are kindled in the Sky,
E'er twilight shades, or Evening dews are shed,
Why dost thou steal so soon away to Bed!
Has .jootmki brush'd thy Eye-lids with his Rod, -\
Or <lo thy Legs refuse to bear their Load,?

With flowing bowls of a more generous God.!"
If genrle slumber on thy Temples creep,
(But naughty Man thou dost not mean to steep)
Betake thee to thy Bed thou drowzy Drone,
Sleep by thy self, and leave thy. Bride alone:
Go, leave her with her Maiden Mares to play
At sports more harmless, 'till the break of day:

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