...Bcfide fome water's rulliy brink With me the Mufc (hall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in rulty ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little...Still is the toiling hand of Care; The panting herds rcpole : Yet hark, how thro' the peopl'd ait The bufy murmur glows! The infeft youth are on the wing,...

...think (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate} How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little arc the proud, How indigent the great ! Still is the toiling...Yet, hark, how thro' the peopled air The bufy murmur glo\vs ! The infeft youth are on the wing, Eager to tafte the honey 'd fpring, And float amid the liquid...

...Aate) How vaiu ihe anlour ot the crowd, How low, how little, are the proud, Mow indigent the great! 2* Still is the toiling hand of Care, The panting herds repofe. Yet hark. ! how thru' the peopled air The bufy murmur glows! The infc6l youth are on the wing, 25 Eager to tafle the...

...rufhy brink !_} With me the Muf* fhall fit, and think (At eafe reclin'd in ruftic ftate) How •wain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little, are the proud, How indigent the great. 4C -a bank CXer-canopy'd with lufcious woodbine, Staie/f. MM. ' C3 Still is the toiling hand of Care,...

...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great! [I]* (a) O'er-canopies the glade. a bank O'er-canopied with luscious woodbine. Shakesp. Mills. Night's...

...fome water's rufliy brink With me the МиГе ftall Ct, and think (At eafereclin'd in ruftic ftate) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little...! Still is the toiling hand of Care : The panting herd's repofe : Yet hark, how through the peopled air The bufy murmur glows ! The infca youth are on...

...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent the Great! [I]* (a) O'er-canopies the glade. a bank O'er-canopied with luscious woodbine. Shakesp. Mids. Night's...

...brink With m« the Mufe (hall fit, and think (At eaie reclin'd in rultic Hate) How vain the.1 ardeur of the Crowd, How low, how little are the Proud, How indigent th-s Créât ! Ptill is the toiling Tiand of Care : The panting herd's repofe : Yet hark, how through...

...Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the Crowd, How low, how little are t'jt- Proud, How indigent the Great ! [1]* a O'er-canopies the glade. a bank O'er-canopied with luscious...

...the Mufe fliaJI fit, and think (At ale redinM in rultic ftate) How vain the ardour of the crowd, Now low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great...toiling hand of Care; The panting herds repofe : Yet, hirk, how thro' the peopled air The bufy murmur glows ! The ioiecl youth are on die wing, Eager to...