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O! where the rosy-bofom'd Hours
Fair Venus' train appear,
Where-e'er the oak's thick branches ftretch
Still is the toiling hand of Care ;
Shaks. Midf. Nig. Dream, + “ Nare per aeftatem liquidam"
Virg. Georg. lib. iv.
Some shew their gayly-gilded trim
To Contemplation's fober eye+
Methinks, I hear in accents low,
--Sporting with quick glance hew'd to the fun their waved coats drop'd with gold.
Milt. Par. Loft. Book vii. While infects from the threshold preach,&c.
M. Green, in the Grotto. Dodsley's Miscel, Vol. V. p. 161, Poor Moralift! and what art thou ?