Shades thrice the ground that it would stock; Whilst the small ftripling following them, 15 Appears a mighty Polypheme. V. These being brought into the fold, VI. Now lowing herds are each-where heard, VII. The hedg is ftript, the clothes brought in, Nought's left without should be within, 26 The bees are hiv'd, and hum their charm, Whilft every houfe does feem a fwarm. VIII. The cock now to the rooft is preft, 30 IX. Each one has had his fupping mess, X. And now on benches all are fat In the cool air to fit and chat, Till Phoebus, dipping in the Weft, Shall lead the world the way to reft. NIGHT QUATRAINS. BY THE SAME. I. THE fun is fet, and gone to fleep II. His steeds their flaming noftrils cool In fpume of the cerulean pool; 35 40 5 III. From whence great rowls of smoke arise In gelid tears of falling dew. IV. And now from the Iberian vale' Night's fable steeds her chariot hale,' V. Thefe, as they higher mount the sky, Which few, or no reflections grace. VI. The crystal arch o're Pindus' crown And all's with fun'ral black o'respread, As if the day, which fleeps, were dead. VII. No ray of light the heart to chear, V. 13. vales. V. 14. hales. 10 15 20 25 VIII. Perhaps to him they torches are, Who guides' Night's fovereigns drowsy car, And him they may befriend so near, But us they neither light nor chear. IX. Or else those little fparks of light 31 Are nayls that tyre the wheels of night, Which to new stations ftill are brought, 35 As they rowl o'r the gloomy vault. X. Or nayls that arm the horses hoof, And striking fire in the air, We mortals call a shooting star. XI. That's all the light we now receive, XII. Nyctimine now freed from day, V. 30. guide. 40 45 The fire's new rak't, and hearth swept clean, The safe is lock't, the mouse-trap set, XV. Now in falfe floors and roofs above, XVI. Philomel chants it whilst she bleeds, And Reynard entering the back yard, XVII. The goblin now the fool alarms, Haggs meet to mumble o're their charms; The night-mare rides the dreaming ass, 55 60 65 |