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And where the * CynorrboAon with the rose
For fragrance vies; for in the thirsty soil
Most fragrant breathe the aromatic tribes.
There bid thy roofs high on the basking steep
Ascend, there light thy hospitable sires.
And let them see the winter morn arise,
The summer ev'ning blushing in the west;
While with umbrageous oaks the ridge behind
O'erhung, desends you from the blust'ring north,
And bleak affliction of the peevish east.
O! when the growling winds contend, and ali
The sounding forests fluctuates in the storm,
To sink in warm repose, and hear the din
Howl o'er the steady battlements, delights
Above the luxury of vulgar sleep.
The murmuring rivulet, and the hoarser strain
Of waters rushing o'er the slippery rocks,
Will nightly lull you to ambrosial rest.
To please the fancy is no trifling good.
Where health is studied; for whatever moves
The mind with calm delight, promotes the just
And natural movements of th' harmonious frame.
Besides the sportive brook for ever shakes
The trembling air; that floats from hill to hill,
From vale to mountain, with incessant change
Of purest element, refreshing still
Your airy seat.
He then recommends dry ^ouse, but airy more than warm, because those who consine themselves to warm rooms are, when abroad, extremely subject to colds ; the ceilings too should be lofty, and the windows at mid-day open'd to discharge the foul air. He would have a funny situation, where the windows open to the south, the excellency of which is proved from a consideration of the state plants are in when consined to a perpetual made, and this book he concludes with an Apostrophe to the sun, which is truly sublime.
How sickly grow.
How pale the plants in those ill-fatedvales
* The wild rose, or that which grows on the wild briar..
That, circled round with the gigantic heap
Of mountains, never selt, nor ever hope
To seel, the genial vigour of the sun!
While on the neighbouring hill the rose inslames
The verdant spring; in virgin beauty blows
The tender lily, languishingly sweet;
O'er every hedge the wanton woodbine roves,
And autumn ripens in trie summer's ray.
Nor less the warmer Hvin.; tribes demand
The fosi'ring fun: whose energy divine
Dwells not in mortal sire; whose gen'rous heat
Glows thro' the mass of grosser elements,
And kindles into lise the pond'rous spheres.
Chear'd by thy kind invigorating warmth,
We court thy beams, great majesty of day!
If not the soul, the regent of this world,
first-born of heaven, and only less than God!
Diet, the subject of the second book would not admit of so much poetical ornament as the proceeding, yet this is not without its beauties. At the beginning the author speaks of the circulation of the blood, and of its continual waste, which is supply ed by fresh aliments reduced by the concoctive powers into chyle, and then into blood; and, before he enters on the rules of diet, makes this just observation.
Nothing so foreign but th' athletic hind
Can labour into blood. The hungry meal
Alone he sears, or aliments too thins
By violent powers too easily subdu'd,
Too soon expell'd. His daily labour thaws,
To friendly chyle, the most rebellious mass
That fak can harden, or the smoke of years;
Nor does his gorge the rancid bacon rue,
Nor that which Ceftria sends, tenacious paste
Of solid milk.
This is follow'd by some rules for the choice of food, in which the author observes that liquid food, vegetables, and young animals, are easieft of digestion: But he inveighs againft such animal food as is made fat by unnatural means.
Some with high forage, and luxuriant ease.
Indulge the veteran ox; but wiser thou,
From the bald mountain or the barren downs,
Expect the flocks by frugal nature sed;
A race of purer blood, with exercise
Rcsin'd and scanty fare: For, old or young,
The stall'd are never healthy; nor the cramm'd.
Not all the culinary arts can tame,
To wholesome food, the abominable growth
Of rcll and gluttony; the prudent taile
Rejects like bane such loathsome lusciousnefs.
The languid llomach curses even the pure
Delicious fat, and all the race of oil:
For more the oily aliments relax
Its seeble tone; and with the eager lymph
(Fond to incorporate with all it meets)
Coily they mix, and shun with slippery wiles.
The woo'd embrace ——
Chuse leaner vianer viands, ye whose jovial make
Too fast the gummy nutriment imbibes:
Chuse sober meals ; and rouse to active lise
Your cumbrous clay; nor on th' insecbling down.
Irresolute, protract the morning hours.
But let the man whose bones are thinly clad,
With chearsul ease and succulent repast
Improve his slender habit. Each extreme
From the blest mean of fanity departs.
Taught by experience soon you may discern
What pleases, what ossends. Avoid the cates
That lull the sicken'd appetite too long;
Or heave with scv'rish flushings all the face,
Burn in the palms, and parch the roughning tongue t
Or much diminish or too much increase
Th' expence, which nature's wise oeconomy,
Without or waste or avarice, maintains.
He justly observes that every creature, except man, is directed by instinct to its proper aliment. This is so true, that their instinct has often been of the utmost consequence to those who have failed in quest of countries undiseover'd, where they never attempt to eat any fruits which the
birds have not sed on. But man, voluptuous man, fays our author, seeds with all the commoners of nature, and
Is by superior faculties milled;
Milled from pleasure even in quest of joy.
Sated with nature's boons, what thoufands seek,
With dishes tortur'd from their native taste
And mad variety, to spur beyond
Its wiser will the jaded appetite!
Is this for pleasure? Learn a juster talte;
And know that temperance is true luxury.
Would you long the sweets of health enjoy
Or husband pleasure; at one impious meal
Exhaust not half the bounties of the year,
Of every realm. It matters not mean while
How much to morrow disfer from to-day;
So far indulge: 'tis sit, besides, that man,
To change obnoxious, be to change inur'd.
But stay the curious appetite, and taste
With caution fruits you never tried before.
Fqr want of use the kindest aliment
Sometimes offends; while custom tames the rage
Of poison to mild amity with lise.
He then points out the mischiess that attend eating te excess, even of any aliment, and advises us to observe the calls of nature, but not so as to eat too freely after long abstinence.
When hunger calls, obey; nor often wait
'Till hunger sharpen to corrosive pain:
For the keen appetite will seast beyond
What nature well can bear; and one extreme
Ne'er without danger meets its own reverse.
Too greedily th' exhausted veins absorb
The recent chyle, and load enseebled powers
Oft to th' extinction of the vital flame.
To the pale cities, by the sirm-set siege
And famine humbled, may this verse be borne;
And hear, ye hardiest sons that Albion breeds
Long toss'd and fauush'd on the wintry main;
The war shook off, or hospitable shore
Attain'd, with temperance bear the shock of joy;
Nor crown with sestive rites th' auspicious day;
Such seast might prove more fatal than the waves,
Than war or famine.
But tho' the extremes of eating, or of fasting, are to be avoided, it is imprudent to consine the stomach always to the fame exact portion; for, as he observes,
it much avails
Ever with gentle tide to ebb and flow
From this to that: So nature learns to bear
Whatever chance or headlong appetite
May bring. Besides, a meagre day subdues
The cruder clods by sloth or luxury'
.Collected, and unloads the wheels of lise.
He then speaks of the regimen necessary to be observed in the several seasons of the year, and recommends in the summer the tender vegetable brood, with the cool moist viands of the dairy; but tells us that
Pale humid winter loves the generocs board,
The male more copious, and a warmer fare!
And longs with old wood and old wine to chear
His quaking heart. The seasons which divide
Th' empires of heat and cold, by neither claim'd,
Jnfluenc'd by both, a middle regimen
Impose. Thro' autumn's languishing domain
Descending, nature by degrees invites
To glowing luxury. But from the depth
Of winter when th' invigorated year
Emerges; when Favonius flush'd with love,
Toysul and young, in every breeze descends
More warm and wanton on his kindling bride;
Then shepherds, then begin to spare your flocks;
And learn, with wise humanity, to check
The lust of blood. Now pregnant earth commits
A various offspring to th' indulgent sky:
Now bounteous nature seeds with lavish hand
The prone creation; yields what once fufsic'd