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He then descends to bathing, and recommends a proper use of the cold bath in our climate to those whose constitutions will admit of it.
Against the rigors of a damp cold heav'n
But to those who live in sultry climes a frequent use of the warm bath is recommended, and sometimes in our own; where it is of the greatest consequence to health as well as beauty.
Let those who from the frozen ArSlos reach
He then speaks of the hours and seasons lit for exercise; advises labour when fasting, or when the stomach is but lightly sed, to those of a corpulent frame ; whereas exercise aster the meat is digested, and before hunger returns, is best for those of a lean habit: But all are to abstain from labour immediately after a sull meal.
But from the recent meal no labours please,
While winter chills the blood, and binds the veins,
No labours are too hard: by those you 'scape
The slow diseases of the torpid year;
But from the burning Lion when the fun
Pours down his sultry wrath; now while the blood
Too much already maddens in the veins,
And all the siner fluids thro' the skin
Explore their slight; me, near the cool cascade
Rcclin'd, or fauntring in the lofty grove,
No needless flight occasion should engage
To pant and sweat beneath the siery noon.
Now the fresh-morn alone and mellow eve
To shady walks and active rural sports
Invite. But, while the chillings dews descend,
May nothing tempt you to the cold embrace
Of humid floes; tho' 'tis no vulgar joy
To trace the horrors of the solemn wood,
While the soft ev'ning suddens into night:
Tho' tlie sweet poet of the vernal groves
Melts all the night in strains of am rous woe.
And we have the pleasure of rest after labour, and an admonition against eating too much, and too late at night, pointed out in the following beautisul lines.
The shades descend, - and midnight o'er the world Expands her fable wings. Great nature droops Thro' all her works. Now happy he whose toil Has o'er his languid pow'rless limbs diffus'd
A pleasing lassitude: —
But would you sweetly waste the blank of night
This is followed by a caution against mifapplying those hours wherein nature intended we should rest; which is heighten'd and made more pleasing, by the beautisul simile and moral reflection with which it concludes.
In study some protract the silent hourj,
He then points out the reason why those who labour obtain so much refreshment from sleep, while the indolent hardly sind any relief.
By toil subdu'd, the warrior and the hind
This passage he concludes, by recommending a hard matrass, or elastic couch, to those who are too much prone to sleep, in order to wean them from sloth. But he justly observes, that some people require more, others less sleep, and that all changes of this sort are to be brought about by ge-ntle means. And
Slow as the shadow o'er the dial moves,
As it was necessary under this article to fay something about cloathing the body, the author makes a sew just observations on the variations of the seasons; which he concludes with these lines.
. The cold and torrid reigns,
The two great periods of th' important year,
Are in their sirst approaches seldom fase:
Funereal autumn all the sickly dread,
And the black fates desorm the lovely spring.
He well advis'd who taught our wiser sires
Early to borrow Muscovy's warm spoils,
Ere the sirst frost has touch'1 d the tender blade;
And late resign them,, tho' the wanton spring
Should deck her charms with all her sister's rays
For while the esfluence of the skin maintains
Its native measure, the pleuritic spring
Glides harmless by; and autumn, sick to death
With fallow quartans, no contagion breathes.
We have already observed, that allusions to ancient fables or historical facts have a sine effect in preceptive poems. In this before us the author, when considering the disferent shapes in which death approaches the human race, takes notice of the blood spilt by the Plantagencts, and of the sweating sickness, which swept off such amazir g numbers of Englijhmen in every clime, and of Englijhmen only; for foreigners, tho' residing in this country, were no ways affected with that disorder: and this, tho' a subject incapable, as it were, of ornament, he has wrought up with so much art, that it is both pathetic and pleasing.
What he has faid on the passions, the subject of the fourth book, begins with the following reslection, which is truly philosophical, and very properly introduces the sentiments that follow it.
There is, they fay, (and I believe there is)
That animates and moulds the grosser frame;
And when the body sinks escapes to heav'n,
Its native seat, and mixes with the Gods.
Mean while this heav'nly particle pervades
The mortal elements, in every nerve
It thrills with pleasure, or grows mad with pain,
And, in its secret conclave, as it seels
The body's woes and joys, this ruling power
Wields at its will the dull material world.
And is the body's health or malady.
By its own toil the gross corporeal frame
But 'tis not thought, as he observes, (for every moment the mind is employ'd) 'tis painsul thinking ; 'tis the anxiety that attends severe study, discontent, care, love, hatred, sear and jealousy, that fatigues the foul and impairs the body.
Hence the lean gloom that melancholy wears;
For reading he gives us a precept that may be extremely usesul to the studious.
While reading pleases, but no longer, read;