Inforc'd, display ten thousand painted flowers
feful in portables. Thy little fons
'ermit to range the pastures; gladly they
Will mow the Cowflip-pofies, faintly sweet,
'rom whence thou artificial wines fhalt drain
of icy tafte, that, in mid fervours, best
lack craving thirst, and mitigate the day.
Happy lerne t, whofe moft wholesome air
'oifons envenom'd fpiders, and forbids
The baleful toad, and viper, from her shore!
More happy in her balmy draughts, enrich'd
With mifcellaneous fpices, and the root

For thirtt-abating sweetness prais'd), which wide
xtend her fame, and to each drooping heart
'refent redrels, and lively health convey.
See, how the Belgæ, fedulous and fout,
Vith bowls of fattening Mum, or blissful cups
of kernel-relifh'd fluids, the fair far
of early Phosphorus falute, at noon
cund with frequent-rifing fumes! by use
ftructed, thus to quell their native phlegm
revailing, and engender wayward mirth.
What need to treat of diftant climes, remov'd
ar from the floping journey of the year,
eyond Petfora, and Iflandic coafts?
Where ever-during fnows, perpetual fhades
f darkness, would congeal their livid blood,
id on the Arctic tract fpontaneous yield
cheering purple berry, big with wine,
tenfely fervent, which each hour they crave,
pread round a flaming pile of pines, and oft
hey interlard their native drinks with choice
trongest Brandy, yet fcarce with these aids
nabled to prevent the fudden rot

If freezing nofe, and quick decaying feet. Nor lefs the fable borderers of Nile, for they who Taprobane manure, nor they, Whom innny Borneo bears, are ftor'd with freams gregious, Rum, and Rice's fpirit extrad. or here, expos'd to perpendicular rays, n vain they covet fhades, and Thrafcia's gales, 'ining with Equinoxial heat, unless The cordial glafs perpetual motion keep, Quick circuiting; nor dare they close their eyes, Void of a bulky charger near their lips, With which, in often interrupted fleep, Their frying blood compels to irrigate Their dry-furr'd tongues, elle minutely to death Obnoxious, difmal death, th' effect of drought! More happy they, born in Columbus' world, Carybbes, and they, whom the Cotton plant With downy-fprouting vefts arrays! their woods Bow with prodigious nuts, that give at once Celestial food, and near; then, at hand The Lenon, uncorrupt with voyage long, To vinous fpirits added (heavenly drink!) They with pneumatic engine cealelefs draw, Intent on laughter; a continual tide Flows from th' exhilarating fount. As, when Against a fecret cliff, with fudden fhock A thip is daf'd, and leaking drinks the fea, Th' altoni'd mariners ay ply the pump, Nor ftay, nor reft, till the wide breach is clos'd: So they (but cheerful) unfatigued, ftill move

† :cland.

The draining fucker, then alone concern'd
When the dry bowl forbids their pleasing work.
But if to hoarding thou art bent, thy hopes
Are fruftrate, should'st thou think thy pipes will
flow

With early limpid wine. The hoarded store,
And the harsh draught, must twice endure the
fun's
[cold.
Kind strengthening heat, twice winter's purging
There are, that a compounded fluid drain
From different mixtures, Woodcock, Pippin,
Mole,

Rough Elliot, fweet Parmain: the blended streams (Each mutually correcting each) create

A pleasurable medley, of what tafte

Hardly diftinguifh'd; as the showery arch,
With lifted colours gay, Ore. Azure, Gules,
Delights and puzzles the beholder's eye,
That views the watery breed, with thousand fhews
Of painture vary'd, yet's unfkill'd to tell
Or where one colour rises, or one faints.

Some Ciders have by art, or age, unlearn'd
Their genuine relifh, and of fundry vines
Affym'd the flavour; one fort counterfeits
The Spanish product; this to Gauls has feem'd
The fparkling Nectar of Champaigne; with that,
A German oft has fwill'd his throat, and fworn,
Deluded, that imperial Rhine bestow'd 1
The generous rummer, whilft the owner, pleas'd,
Laughs inly at his guests, thus entertain'd
With foreign vintage from his cider cafk.

Soon as thy liquor from the narrow cells
Of close-preft hufks is freed, thou must refrain
Thy thirsty foul; let none perfuade to broach
Thy thick, unwholfome, undigested cades:
The hoary frofts, and northern blafts, take care
Thy muddy beverage to ferene, and drive
Precipitant the baler, ropy lees.

[all

And now thy wine's tranfpicuous, purg'd from Its earthy grofs, yet let it feed a while On the fat refufe, left too foon disjoin'd, From fprightly, it to sharp or vapid change. When to convenient vigour it attains, Suffice it to provide a brazen tube Inflext; felf-taught, and voluntary, flies The defecated liquor, through the vent Afcending, then by downward tract convey'd, Spouts into fubje& veffels, lovely clear. As when a noon-tide fun, with fummer beams, Darts through a cloud, her watery skirts are edg'd With lucid amber, or undroffy gold: So, and fo richly, the purg'd liquid fhines.

Now, alfo, when the colds abate, nor yet Full fummer fhines, a dubious feafon, clofe In glafs thy purer streams, and let them gain, From due confinement, fpirit, and flavour new. For this intent, the fubtle chemist feeds Perpetual flames, whofe unrefifted force O'er fand, and afhes, and the ftubborn flint Prevailing, turns into a fufil fea,

That in his furnace bubbles funny-red:

From hence a glowing drop with hollow'd steel
He takes, and by one efficacious breath
Dilates to a furprising cube, or fphere,
Or oval, and fit receptacles forms

4

For every liquid, with his plaftic lungs,
To human life fubfervient; by his means
Ciders in metal frail improve the Moyle,
And tasteful Pippin, in a moon's fhort year,
Acquire complete perfection: Now they smoke
Tranfparent, fparkling in each drop, delight
Of curious palate, by fair virgins crav'd.
But harfher fluids different lengths of time
Expect. Thy flath will flowly mitigate
The Eliot's roughnefs. Stirem, firmest fruit,
Embottled (long as Priameian Troy
Withstood the Grecks) endures, ere juftly mild.
Soften'd by age, it youthful vigor gains,
Fallacious drink ye honeft men, beware,
No truft its smoothnefs; the third circling glafs
Suffices virtue: But may hypocrites,
(That flyly speak one thing, another think,
Hateful as heil) pleas'd with the relish weak,
Drink on unwarn'd, til!, by inchanting cups
Infatuate, they their wily thoughts difclofe,
And through intemperance grow awhile fincere.
The farmer's toil is done; his cades mature
Now call for vent; his lands exhaust permit
T' indulge awhile. Now folemn rites he pays
To Bacchus, author of heart-cheering mirth.
His honeft friends, at thirsty hour of dufk,
Come uninvited; he with bounteous hand
Imparts his fmoking vintage, fweet reward
Of his own induftry; the well-fraught bowl
Circles inceffant, whilft the humble cell
With quavering laugh and rural jests refounds.
Eafe, and content, and undiffembled love,
Shine in each face; the thoughts of labour paft
Increase their joy. As, from retentive cage
When fullen, Philomel efcapes, her notes
She varies, and of paft imprisonment
Sweetly complains; her liberty retriev'd
Cheers her fad foul, improves her pleafing fong.
Gladfome they quaff, yet not exceed the bounds
Of healthy temperance, nor encroach on night,
Seafon of reft; but well bedew'd repair
Each to his home, with unfupplanted feet.
Ere heaven's emblazon'd by the rofy dawn,
Domeftic cares awake them; brisk they rife,
Refresh'd, and lively with the joys that flow
From amicable talk, and moderate cups
Sweetly interchang'd. The pining lover finds
Prefent redrefs, and long oblivion drinks
Of coy Lucinda. Give the debtor wine:
His joys are fhort and few; yet when he drinks
His dread retires; the flowing glaffes add
Courage and mirth: magnificent in thought,
Imaginary riches he enjoys,

And in the gaol expatiates unconfin'd.
Nor can the poet Bacchus' praise indite,
Debarr'd his grape. The Mufes ftill require
Humid regalement; nor will aught avail
Imploring Phœbus, with unmoiiten'd lips.
'Thus to the generous bottle all incline,
By parching thirst allur'd. With vehement funs
When dusty fummer bakes the crumbling clods,
How pleafant is 't, beneath the twisted arch
Of a retreating bower, in mid-day's reign,
To ply the fweet caroufe, remote from noise,
Secur'd of feverish heats! When th' aged year

Inclines, and Boreas' spirit bluffers frore,

Beware th' inclement heavens; now let thy hearth
Crackle with juiceless boughs; thy lingering blød
Now inftigate with th' apple's powerful streams.
Perpetual fhowers and ftormy gufts confine
The willing ploughman, and December warns
To annual jullities; now sportive youth
Carol incondite rhimes, with fuiting notes,
And quaver unharmonious; fturdy fwains
In clean array for ruftic dance prepare,
Mixt with the buxom damfels; hand in hand
They frisk and bound, and various mazes weave,
Shaking their brawny limbs, with uncouth men,
Tranfported, and fometimes an oblique leer
Dart on their loves, fometimes an hafty kiss
Steal from unwary laffes; they with scorn,
And neck reclin'd, refent the ravish'd bliss.
Meanwhile blind British bards with volant touch
Traverfe loquacious ftrings, whose folemn notes
Provoke to harmless revels; thefe among
A fubtle artist ftands, in wondrous bag
That bears imprifon'd winds (of gentler fort
Than those which erft Laertes' fon inclos'd).
Peaceful they fleep; but let the tuneful squeeze
Of labouring elbow rouze them, out they fly
Melodious, and with sprightly accents charm.
'Midft thefe difports, forget they not to drench
Themfclves with bellying goblets; nor, whe
fpring

Returns, can they refufe to ufher in

The freth-born year with loud acclaim, and store
Of jovial draughts, now, when the fappy boughs
Attire themselves with blooms, sweet rudiments
Of future harveft: When the Gnoflian crown
Leads on expected autumn, and the trees
Difcharge their mellow burdens, let them thank
Boon Nature, that thus annually supplies
Their vaults, and with her former Iquid gifts
Exhilarates their languid minds, within
The golden mean confin'd: Beyond there's nought
Of health or pleafure. Therefore, when thy heart
Dilates with fervent joys, and eager foul
Prompts to pursue the sparkling glass, be fure
'Tis time to fhun it; if thou wilt prolong
Dire compotation, forthwith reafon quits
Her empire to confufion, and mifrule,
And vain debates; then twenty tongues at once
Confpire in fenfelefs jargon; nought is heard
But din, and various clamor, and mad rant:
Diftruft and jealousy to thefe fucceed,
And anger-kindling taunt, the certain bane
Of well-knit fellowship. Now horrid frays
Commence; the brimming glaffes now are hurl'd
With dire intent; bottles with bottles clash,
In rude encounter; round their temples fly
The fharp-edg'd fragments; down their batter'¿
checks

Mixt gore and cider flow. What fhall we fay
Of rafh Elpenor, who in evil hour
Dry'd an immeafurable bowl, and thought
T'exhale his furleit by irriguous fleep,
Imprudent? him death's iron fleep oppreft,
Descending carelefs from his couch; the fail
Luxt his neck joint, and spinal marrow bruisd.
Nor need we tell what anxious cares attend

The turbulent mirth of wine; nor all the kinds
Of maladies, that lead to Death's grim cave,
Wrought by intemperance, joint-racking gout,
Inteftine ftone, and pining atrophy,
Chill even when the fun with July heats
Fries the fcorch'd foil, and dropfy all a-float,
Yet craving liquids: nor the Centaurs tale
Be here repeated; how, with luft and wine
Inflam'd, they fought, and fplit their drunken
fouls

At feafting hour. Ye heavenly Powers that guard
The British ifles, fuch dire events remove
Far from fair Albion, nor let civil broils
Ferment from focial cups: May we, remote
From the hoarse, brazen found of war, enjoy
Our humid products, and with feemly draughts
Enkindle mirth and hospitable love.
Too oft, alas! has mutual hatred drench'd
Our fwords in native blood; too oft has pride,
And hellish difcord, and infatiate thirst
Of other's rights, our quiet difcompos'd.
Have we forgot, how fell deftruction rag'd
Wide fpreading, when by Eris' torch incens'd
Our fathers warr'd? what heroes, fignaliz'd
For loyalty and prowefs, met their fate
Untimely, undeferv'd how Bertie fell,
Compton, and Granville, dauntless fons of Mars,
Fit themes of endless grief, but that we view
Their virtues yet furviving in their race!
Can we forget, how the mad, headstrong rout
Defy'd their prince to arms, nor made account
Of faith or duty, or allegiance fworn?
Apoftate, atheist rebels! bent to ill,
With feeming fanctity and cover'd fraud,
Inftill'd by him, who first prefum'd t' oppose
Omnipotence; alike their crime, th' event
Was not alike; these triumph'd, and in height
Of barbarous malice and infulting pride,
Alftain'd not from imperial blood. O fact
Unparallel'd! O Charles, O beft of kings!
What ftars their black difaftrous influence fhed
On thy nativity, that thou fhould'st fall
Thus, by inglorious hands, in this thy realm,
Supreme and innocent, adjudg'd to death
By thofe thy mercy only would have fav'd!
Yet was the Cider-land unftain'd with guilt;
The Cider-land, obfequious ftill to thrones,
Abhorr'd fuch bafe disloyal deeds, and all
Her pruning-hooks extended into swords,
Undaunted, to affert the trampled rights
Of monarchy; but, ah fuccefslefs the,
However faithful! then was no regard

Of right or wrong. And this, once happy, land,
By home-bred fury rent, long groan'd beneath
Tyrannic fway, till fair revolving years
Our exil'd kings and liberty reftor'd.
Now we exult, by mighty Anna's care
Secure at home, while fhe to foreign realms
Sends forth her dreadful legions, and restrains
The rage of kings: Here nobly the fupports
Juftice opprefs'd; here her victorious armis
Qell the ambitious: From her hand alone
A Europe fears revenge, or hopes redress.
Rejoice, O Albion! fever'd from the world
By Nature's wife indulgence, indigent

Of nothing from without; in one fupreme
Intirely bleft; and from beginning time
Defign'd thus happy; but the fond defire
Of rule and grandeur multiply'd a race
Of kings, and numerous fceptres introduc'd,
Destructive of the public weal. For now
Each potentate, as wary fear, or strength,
Or emulation urg'd, his neighbour's bounds
Invades, and ampler territory feeks
With ruinous affault; on every plain
Hoft cop'd with hoft, dire was the din of war,
And ceafelefs, or fhort truce haply procur'd
By havoc and difmay, till jealousy

Rais'd new combuftion. Thus was peace in vain
Sought for by martial deeds, and conflict ftern:
Till Edgar grateful (as to those who pine
A difmal half-year night, the orient beam
Of Phoebus' lamp) arcfe, and into one
Cemented all the long-contending powers,
Pacific monarch! then her lovely head
Concord rear'd high, and all around diffus'd
The fpirit of love. At eafe, the bards new ftrung
Their filent harps, and taught the woods and

vales,

In uncouth rhimes, to echo Edgar's name.
Then gladness fmil'd in every eye; the years
Ran fmootly on, productive of a line
Of wife, heroic kings, that by juft laws
Establish'd happiness at home, or crush'd
Infulting enemies in fartheft climes.

See lion-hearted Richard, with his force Drawn from the North, to Jewry's hallow'd plains!

Piously valiant (like a torrent fwell'd

With wintry tempefts, that difdains all mounds,
Breaking a way impetuous, and involves
Within its fweep, trees, houfes, men) he prefs'd
Amidst the thickest battle, and o'erthrew.
Whate'er withstood his zealous rage: no paufe,
No stay of flaughter, found his vigorous arm,
But th' unbelieving fquadrons to flight
Smote in the rear, and with dishonest wounds
Mangled behind. The Soldan, as he fled,
Oft call'd on Alla, gnafhing with despite
And fhame, and murmur'd many an empty curse.

Behold third Edward's ftreamers blazing high
On Gallia's hoftile ground! his right withheld,
Awakens vengeance. O imprudent Gauls,
Relying on falfe hopes, thus to incenfe
The warlike English! One important day
Shall teach you meaner thoughts. Eager of fight,
Fierce Brutus' offspring to the adverse front
Advance refiftless, and their deep array
With furious inroad pierce the mighty force
Of Edward twice o'erturn'd their defperate king;
Twice he arofe, and join'd the horrid fhock:
The third time, with his wide-extended wings,
He fugitive declin'd fuperior ftrength,
Difcomfited; pursued, in the fad chace
Ten thoufand ignominious fall; with blood
The vallies float. Great Edward thus aveng'd,
With golden Iris his broad fhield emboss'd.

Thrice glorious prince! whom Fame with all her tongues

For ever thall refound. Yet from his loins

New authors of diffenfion fpring; from him
Two branches, that in hosting long contend
For fov'reign fway; and can such anger dwell
In nobleft minds? but little now avail'd
The ties of friendship; every man, as led
By inclination, or vain hope, repair'd
To either camp, and breath'd immortal hate,
And dire revenge. Now horrid Slaughter reigns:
Sons against fathers tilt the fatal lance,
Careless of duty, and their native grounds
Diftain with kindred blood; the twanging bows
Send fhowers of fhafts, that on their barbed points
Alternate ruin bear. Here might you fee
Barons and peasants on th' embattled field
Slain, or half-dead, in one huge, ghastly heap
Promiscuously amafs'd. With difmal groans,
And ejulation, in the pangs of death
Some call for aid, neglected; fome o'erturn'd
In the fierce fhock, lie gasping, and expire,
Trampled by fiery courfers: Horror thus,
And wild uproar, and defolation, reign'd
Unrefpited. Ah! who at length will end
This long, pernicious fray? what man has Fate
Referv'd for this great work?-Hail, happy prince
Of Tudor's race, whom in the womb of Time
Cadwallador forefaw! thou, thou art he,
Great Richmond Henry, that by nuptial rites
Muft close the gates of Janus, and remove
Deftructive Difcord. Now no more the drum
Provokes to arms, or trumpet's clangor fhrill
Affrights the wives, or chills the virgin's blood;
But joy and pleasure open to the view
Uninterrupted! with prefaging skill
Thou to thy own uniteft Fergus' line
By wife alliance from thee James defcends,
Heaven's chofen favourite, firit Britannic king.
To him alone hereditary right
[main'd
Gave power fupreme; yet ftill fome feeds re-

Of difcontent: two nations under ore,
In laws and intereft diverse, ftill pursued
Peculiar ends, on each fide refolute
To fly conjunction; neither fear, nor hope,
Nor the fweet prospect of a mutual gain,
Could aught avail, till prudent Anna faid,
Let there be union: ftrait with reverence due
To her command, they willingly unite,
One in affection, laws and government,
Indiffolubly firm; from Dubris fouth
To Northern Orcades, her long domain.

And now, thus leagued by an eternal bond,
What shall retard the Britons bold designs,
Or who sustain their force, in union knit,
Sufficient to withitand the powers combin'd
Of all this globe? At this important a
The Mauritanian and Catharan kings
Already tremble, and th' unbaptiz'd Turk
Dreads war from utmoft Thule. Uncontrol d
The British navy through the ocean vatt
Shall wave her double cross, t'extremeft clim
Terrific, and return with odorous poils
Of Araby well fraught, or Indus' wealth,
Pearl, and barbaric gold: Meanwhile the war
Shall unmolefted reap what Plenty ftrows
From well-ftor'd horn, rich grain, and time?
fruits.

The elder year, Pomona, pleas'd, fhall deck
With ruby-tin&tur'd births, whofe liquid for
Abundant, flowing in well-blended tireams,
The natives fhall applaud; while glad they us
Of baleful ills, caus'd by Bellona's wrath
In other realms; where'er the British spread
Triumphant banners, or their fame has read
Diffufive, to the utmost bounds of this
Wide univerfe, Silurian Cider borne
Shall please all taftes, and triumph o'er

vine.

Merlin the feer didst visit, whilst he fate
With astrolabe prophetic, to foresee
Young actions iffuing from the Fates Divan.
Full of thy power infus'd by nappy ALE,
Darkling he watch'd the planetary orbs,
In their obfcure fojourn o'er heaven's high cope;
Nor ceas'd till the grey dawn with orient dew
Inpearl'd his large muftachoes, deep enfconc'd
Beneath his over-fhadowing orb of hat,
And ample fence of elephantine nofe,
Scornful of keenest polar winds, or fleet,
Or hail, fent rattling down from wintry Jove,
(Vain efforts on his fevenfold mantle, made
Of Caledonion rug, immortal woof!)
Such energy of foul to raise the fong,

Deign, Goddefs, now to me; nor then withdraw
Thy fure prefiding power, but guide my wing,
Which nobly meditates no vulgar flight.

Now from th' enfanguin'd Ifter's recking flood,
Tardy with many a corfe of Boïan knight,
And Gallic deep ingulft, with barbed steeds
Promifcuous, Fame to high Olympus flew,
Shearing th' expanfe of heaven with active plume;
Nor fwifter from Plinlimmon's steepy top
The ftaunch Gerfaulcon through the buxom air
Stoops on the fteerage of his wings, to trufs
The quarry, hern, or mallard, newly fprung
From creek, whence bright Sabrina bubbling
forth,

Runs fast a Naïs through the flowery meads,
To fpread round Uriconium's towers her streams.
Her golden trump the goddess founded thrice,
Whole fhrilling clang reach'd heaven's extremest
Sphere.

Rous'd at the blast, the gods with winged speed
To learn the tidings came, on radiant thrones
With fair memorials, and impresses quaint
Emblazon'd o'er they fate, devis'd of old
By Mulciber; nor small his fkill I ween.
There the relates what Churchill's arm had
wrought

On Blenheim's bloody plain. Up Bacchus rofe,
By his plump check and barrel belly known,
The pliant tendrils of a juicy vine
Around his rofy brow in ringlets curl'd;
And in his hand a bunch of grapes he held,
The ensigns of the god! with ardent tone

He mov'd, that ftraight the nectar'd bowl should flow,

Devote to Churchill's health, and o'er all heaven
Uncommon orgies should be kept till eve,
Till all were fated with immortal moufl,
Delicious tipple! that, in heavenly veins,
Affimilated, vigorous ichor bred,
Superior to Frontiniac, or Bourdeaux,
Or old Falern, Campania's beft increase,
Or the more dulcet juice the happy ies
From Palma or Forteventura fend.

Joy flush'd on every face, and pleasing glee
Inward affent difcover'd, till uprofe
Ceres, not blithe, for marks of latent woe
Dim on her vifage lour'd: fuch her deport,
When Arethufa from her reedy bed

Told her how Dis young Proferpine had rap'd,
To fway his iron fceptre, and command

In gloom tartareous half his wide domain.
Then fighing, thus fhe faid-" Have I fo long
Employ'd my various art, t'enrich the lap
Of Earth, all-bearing mother; and my lore
Communicated to the unweeting hind,
And fhall not this pre-eminence obtain ?"
Then from beneath her Tyrian veft fhe took
The bearded ears of grain fhe most admir'd,
Which gods call Chrithe, in terrestrial speech
Yeleped Barley. ""Tis to this, fhe cry'd,
The British cohorts owe their martial fame
And far-redoubted prowefs, matchlefs youth!
This, when returning from the foughten field,
Or Noric, or Iberian, feam'd with fears,
(Sad fignatures of many a dreadful gash!)
The veteran, carousing, soon restores
Puiffance to his arm, and ftrings his nerves!
And, as a fnake, when first the rofy hours
Shed vernal fweets o'er every vale and mead,
Rolls tardy from his cell obfcure and dank;
But, when by genial rays of summer fun
Purg'd of his flough, he nimbly thrids the brake,
Whetting his fting, his crested head he rears
Terrific, from each eye retort he shoots
Eufanguin'd rays, the distant fwains admire
His various neck, and fpires bedropt with gold:
So at each glafs the harrafs'd warrior feels
Vigour renate; his horrent arms he takes,
And rufting faulchion, on whose ample hilt
Long Victory fate dormant: foon the shakes
Her drowly wings, and follows to the war,
With fpeed fuccinct; where foon his martial
port

She recognizes, whilst he haughty stands
On the rough edge of battle, and bestows
Wide torment on the ferried files, fo us'd,
Frequent in bold emprife, to work fad rout,
And havoc dire; thefe the bold Briton mows,
Dauntless as Deities exempt from fate,
Ardent to deck his brow with mural gold,
Or civic wreath of oak, the victor's meed.
Such is the power of ale with vines embower'd,
While dangling bunches court his thirsting lip;
Sullen he fits, and fighing oft extols
The beverage they quaff, whofe happy foil
Prolific Dovus laves, or Trenta's urn
Adorns with waving Chrithe (joyous fcencs
Of vegetable gold!) fecure they dwell,

Nor feel th' eternal fnows that clothe their cliffs;
Nor curfe th' inclement air, whofe horrid face
Scowls like that arctic heaven, that drizzling sheds
Perpetual winter on the frozen skirts

Of Scandinavia and the Baltic main,
Where the young tempefts first are taught to roar.
Snug in their fraw-built huts, or darkling earth'd
In cavern'd rock, they live (fmall need of art
To form fpruce architrave or cornice quaint,
On Parian marble, with Corinthian grace
Prepar'd) there on well-fucl'd hearth they chat,
Whilft black pots walk the round with laughing
ale

Surcharg'd; or brew'd in planetary hour,
When March weigh'd night and day in equal

fcale;

Or in October tunn'd, and mellow grown