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You, that too wife for pride, too good for pow'r, Enjoy the glory to be great no more,
And carrying with you all the world can boast,
Soon as the flocks fhook off the nightly dews, Two Swains, whom Love kept wakeful, and the
VER. 12. in your native fhades] Sir W. Trumbal was born in Windfor-foreft, to which he retired, after he had refigned the poft of Secretary of State to King William III.
VER. 17, etc. The Scene of this Pastoral a Valley, the Time the Morning. It food originally thus,
Daphnis and Strephon to the fhades retir'd,
Both warm'd by Love, and by the Muse infpir'd,
In flow'ry vales they fed their fleecy care;
imitation of the fixth of Virgil, which some have therefore not improbably thought to have been the first originally. In the beginnings of the other three Paftorals, he imitates exprefly those which now ftand first of the three chief Poets in this kind,
Pour'd o'er the whitening vale their fleecy care,
Hear how the birds, on ev'ry bloomy spray, With joyous mufic wake the dawning day! Why fit we mute, when early linnets fing, When warbling Philomel falutes the spring? Why fit we fad, when Phosphor fhines fo clear, And lavish Nature paints the purple year?
Sing then, and Damon shall attend the ftrain,
A Shepherd's Boy (he feeks no better name)Beneath the fhade a spreading beech displays,Thyrfis, the Mufic of that murm'ring Spring,→ are manifeftly imitations of
-A Shepherd's Boy (no better do him call)
VER. 34. The first reading was,
And his own image from the bank furveys,
And I this bowl, where wanton ivy twines, And fwelling clusters bend the curling vines ; Four figures rifing from the work appear, The various feasons of the rowling year; 8 And what is that, which binds the radiant fky, Where twelve fair signs in beauteous order lie? 40
VER. 35, 36.
Lenta quibus torno facili fuperaddita vitis,
Then fing by turns, by turns the Mufes fing, Now hawthorns blossom, now the daifies spring, Now leaves the trees, and flow'rs adorn the ground; Begin, the vales shall ev'ry note rebound,
VER. 36. And clusters lurk beneath the curling vines.
Et quis fuit alter,
VER. 38. The various feafons] The fubject of these Paftorals engraven on the bowl is not without its propriety. The Shepherd's hefitation at the name of the Zodiac, imitates that in Virgil,
VER. 41. Then fing by turns,] Literally from Virgil,
Et nunc omnis ager, nunc omnis parturit arbos,
Infpire me, Phoebus, in my Delia's praise, With Waller's ftrains, or Granville's moving lays! A milk-white bull fhall at your altars stand, That threats a fight, and spurns the rising fand.
O Love! for Sylvia let me gain the prize, And make my tongue victorious as her eyes; No lambs or fheep for victims I'll impart, Thy victim, Love, fhall be the fhepherd's heart.
Me gentle Delia beckens from the plain, Then hid in fhades, eludes her eager fwain; But feigns a laugh, to see me search around, And by that laugh the willing fair is found.
VER. 49. Originally thus in the MS.
Pan, let my numbers equal Strephon's lays,
VER. 47. A milk-white bull] Virg.-Pafcite taurum,
VER. 46. Granville-] George Granville, afterwards Lord Lanfdown, known for his Poems, most of which he compos'd very young, and propos'd Waller as his model.
The sprightly Sylvia trips along the green,
O'er golden fands let rich Pactolus flow, And trees weep amber on the banks of Po; Bleft Thames's fhores the brightest beauties yield, Feed here my lambs, I'll seek no distant field.
VER. 61. It ftood thus at firft:
Let rich Iberia golden fleeces boast,
Her purple wool the proud Affyrian coast,
VER. 61. Originally thus in the MS.
Go, flow'ry wreath, and let my Sylvia know,
Go, tuneful bird, that pleas'd the woods fo long,
To Heav'n arifing then her notes convey,
For Heav'n alone is worthy such a lay.
VER. 58. She runs, but hopes.] Imitation of Virgil,
Et fugit ad falices, fed fe cupit ante videri,