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The footheft fhepherd of the flow'ry vale:
This is no vulgar fcene; no palace-roof
"Was e'er fo lofty, nor fo nobly rife
Their polifh'd pillars as thefe aged oaks,


"Which o'er our Fleecy wealth and harmless

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Thus have expanded wide their fhelt ring arms
Thrice told an hundred fummers, fweet Con-


"Ye gentle Shepherds! pillow us at night."


Yes, tuneful Damon, for our cares are fhort, „Rifing and talling with the cheerful day." Colin reply 'd;,, and pleafing weariness „Soon our unaching heads to fleep inclines. Is it in cities fo? where, poets tell,



The cries of forrow fadden all the streets,
And the diseases of intemp rate wealth.

„Alas! that any ills from wealth should rife!

"May the fweet nightingale on yonder spray,


May this clear ftream, thefe lawns, thofe fnowwhite lambs

Which with a pretty innocence of look

„Skip on the green, and race in little troops;
"May that great lamp which finks behind the hills
And ftreams around variety of lights,

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Recall them erring! this is Damon's with."

„Huge Breaden's *) ftony fummit once
I climb'd

After a kidling: Damon, what a scene!
What various views unnumber'd fpread beneath!
Woods, tow`rs, vales, caves, dells, cliffs and tor-
rent floods

"And here and there, between the fpiry rocks,
The broad flat fea. Far nobler profpects these
Than gardens black with smoke in dusty towns
"Where ftenchy vapours often blot the fun:
"Yet, flying from his quiet, thither crowds


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*) Breaden, a hill on the borders of Montgomeryfhire.


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,,Each greedy wretch for tardy - rifing wealth
Which comes too late, that courts the tafte in vain,
Or naufeates with diftempers. Yes, ye Rich!
"Still, ftill be rich, if thus ye fashion life;



And piping, careless, filly fhepherds we, "We filly fhepherds, all intent to feed

"Our fnowy flocks, and wind the fleeky Fleece."!


,,Deem not, however, our occupation mean,"
Damon reply d, while the fupreme accounts.
Well of the faithful fhepherd, rank'd alike.
With king and prieft: they alfo fhepherds are;
For fo th' All-fecing ftyles them, to remind
Elated man, forgetful of his charge."

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,,But hafte, begin the rites: fee purple Eve Stretches her fhadows: all ye Nymphs and Swains.

,,Hither affemble! Pleas'd with honours due,
„Sabrina, guardian of the cryftal flood,


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Shall blefs our cares, when fhe by moonlight


Skins o'er the dales, and eyes our fleeping folds;

,,Or in hoar caves around Plynlymmon's brow, Where precious minerals dart their purple gleams


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Among her fifters fhe reclines; the lov'd,,

,,Vaga, profufe of graces, Ryddol rough,

„Blithe Yftwith, and Clevedoc, *) swift of foot; ,,And mingles various feeds of flow'rs and herbs,

,,In the divided torrents, ere they burst


Thro' the dark clouds, and down the mountain roll.

,,Nor taint-worm fhall infect the yeaning herds,


*) Vaga, Ryddol, Fftwith, and Clevedoc, rivers, the fprings of which rife in the fides of Plynlym


„Nor penny-grafs, nor spearwort's pois'nous Dyer.


He faid: with light fantastic toe the nymphs
Thither affembled, thither every fwains,

And o'er the dimpled ftream a thousand flow'rs,
Pale lilies, rofes, violets, and pinks,

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Mix'd with the greens of burnet, mint, and thy


And trefoil, fprinkled with their sportive arms.

Such cuftom holds along th' irriguous vales
From Wreakin's brow to rocky Dolvoryn *)
Sabrina's early haunt, ere yet f'he fled
The fearch of Guendolen, her stepdame proud,
With envious hate enrag'd. The jolly cheer,
Spread on a moffy bank, untouch'd abides
Till cease the rites; and now the mossy bank
Is gaily circled, and the jolly cheer

Difpers'd in copious measure: early fruits

And those of frugal ftore, in husk or rind;
Steep'd grain, and curdled milk with dulcet


Soft temper'd, în full merriment they quaff,
And caft about their gibes; and some apace
Whistle to roundelays; their little - ones
Look on delighted; while the mountain-woods
And winding vallies with the various notes

Of pipe, fheep, kine, and birds, and liquid

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Dolvoryn, a ruinous castle in Montgomeryfhire, on the
banks of the Severn.


Unite their echoes: near at hand the wide
Majestic wave of Severn flowly rolls
Along the deep-divided glebe: the flood,
And trading bark with low-contracted fail
Linger among the reeds and coply banks
To liften, and to view the joyous scene.




Dr. John Armstrong war ein einsichtvoller und gefchickter Arzt, der zu Anfange dieses Jahrhunderts im Kirchspiel Castleton geboren wurde, und im J. 1779 in London starb. Sein erstes Lehrgedicht, The Oeconomy of Love hatte zu viel freie Stellen, die er in einer umgeånderten Ausgabe vom J. 1768 größtentheils wegließ; indeß fand er doch dieß Gedicht einer Aufnahme in die Sammlung seiner wißigen Schriften nicht würdig, die er im J. 1770 unter dem Titel, Miscellanies, in zwei Bånden herausgab. An der Spike dieser Sammlung steht sein besseres, und von Seiten des Inhalts sowohl als der Ausführung überaus schäßbares Lehrgedicht: The Art of preferving Health, in vier Büchern, worin Vorschriften der Lebensordnung in vierfacher Rücksicht, auf Luft, Nahrung, Bewegung und Gemüthszustand, ertheilt werden. Zur Probe gebe ich hier nur eine kurze Stelle des legten Buchs, weil das ganze Gedicht neulich im zweiten Bande von Hrn. Benzler's Poetical Library, einer sehr empfehlungswerthen Sammlung der besten, englischen didaktis schen und beschreibenden Gedichte abgedruckt ist. Vergl. Dusch's Briefe, Th. II. Br. 15.

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B. IV. V. 220-303.


How to live happiest; how avoid the pains,
The disappointments, and difgufts of those,
Who would in pleasure all their hours employ,
The precepts here of a divine old man
I could recite. Tho' old, he still retain'd
His manly sense, and energy of mind.
Virtuous and wife he was, but not fevere;
He still remember'd that he once was youngi
His eafy prefence check'd no decent joy.
Him even the diffolute admir'd; for he

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