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HEALTH.

AN ECLOGUE.
BY P A R N E £ £.

Now early shepherds o'er the meadow s pass,
And print long sootsteps on the glitt'ring grass;
The cows, neglectsul os their pasture, stand,
By turns obsequious to the milker's hand.

When Damon softly trod the shaven lawn,
Damon a youth srom city cares withdrawn s
long was the pleasing walk he wander'd through,
A cover'd arbour clos'd the distant view;
Thererests the youth, and, while the seather'd throng
Raise their wild music, thus contrives a song.

Here, wasted o'er by mild Etesian air, Thou country Goddess, beauteous Health! repair,' Here let my breast through quiv'ring trees inhale Thy rosy blessings with the morning gale.' What are the sields, or flow'rs, or all I set? Ah! tasteless all, is not enjoy'd with thee. A

Joy to my soul! I seel the goddess nigh,
The sace os nature cheers as well as I;
O'er the flat green resreshing breezes run,
The smiling daisies blow beneath the sun,
The brooks run purling down with silver waves,
The planted lanes rejoice with dancing leaves,
The chirping birds srom all the compass rove
To tempt the tunesul echoes os the grove:
High sunny summits, deeply shaded dales,
Thick mossy banks, and flow'ry winding vales,
With various prospects gratify the sight,
And scatter six'd attention in delight.

Come, country Goddess, come, nor thou susfice,
But bring thy mountain sister, Exercise:
Call'd by thy lovely voice, she turns her pace,
Her winding horn proclaims the sinish'd chace;
She mounts the rocks, she skims the level plain,
Dogs, hawks and horses, crowd her early train:
Her hardy sace repels the tanning wind,
And lines and meshes loosely float behind.
All these as means os toil the seeble see,
But these are helps to pleasure join'd with thee.

jÆt floth lie sost'ning 'till high noon in down, Or-lolling san her in the sultry town, Unnerv'd with rest; and turn her own disease, Or soster others in luxurious ease: I mount the courser, call the deep-mouth'd hounds, The sox unkennell'd slies to covert.grounds;

I lead where stags through tangled thickets tread,
And fljake the saplings with their branching head;
I make the salcons wing their airy way,
And soar to seize, or stooping strike their prey;
To snare the sish I six the luring bait;
To wound the sowl I load the gun with sate.
'Tis thus through change os exercise I range,
And strength and pleasure rise srom ev'ry change.
Here beauteous Health sor all the year remain,
When the next comes, I'll charm thee thus again,

Oh come, thou Goddess os my rural song!
And bring thy daughter, calm Content, along)
Dame os thy ruddy cheek and laughing eye,
From whose bright presence clouds os sorrow fly:
For her I mow my walks, I plat my bow'rs,
Clip my low hedges, and support my flow'rs;
To welcome her, this summer-seat I drest,
And here I court her when she comes to rest;
When she srom exercise to learned ease
Shall change again, and teach the change to please.

Now sriends conversing my sost hours resine,
And Tully's Tusculum revives in mine:
Now to grave books I bid the mind retreat,
And such as make me rather good than great.
Or o'er the works os easy sancy rove,
Where flutes and innocence amuse the grove:
The native bard that on Sicilian plains
first sung the lowly manners os the swains;
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