From Fields to Walls the frighted Rabble run, Nor think themselves fecure within the Town: Till Meleagros, and his chofen Crew,

Contemn the Danger, and the Praise pursue.
Fair Leda's Twins (in time to Stars decreed)
One fought on Foot, one curb'd the fiery Steed;
Then iffu'd forth fam'd Jason after These,
Who mann'd the foremost Ship that fail'd the Seas;
Then Thefeus join'd with bold Perithous came;
A fingle Concord in a double Name:
The Theftian Sons, Idas who fwiftly ran,
And Ceneus, once a Woman, now a Man.

Lynceus, with Eagles Eyes, and Lion's Heart;
Leucippus, with his never-erring Dart;
Acaftus, Phileus, Phenix, Telamon,

Echion, Lelex, and Eurytion,

Achilles' Father, and Great Phocus' Son;

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Dryas the Fierce, and Hippafus the Strong;
With twice old Iolas, and Neftor then but young.
Laertes active, and Ancaus bold;

Mopfus the Sage, who future Things foretold
And t'other Seer, yet by his Wife * unfold.

A thousand others of immortal Fame;

Among the reft, fair Atalanta came,

Grace of the Woods: A Diamond Buckle bound

Her Velt behind, that elfe had flow'd upon the Ground,

And fhew'd her buskin'd Legs; her Head was bare,
But for her Native Ornament of Hair;

Which in a fimple Knot was ty'd above,
Sweet Negligence! unheeded Bait of Love!
Her founding Quiver, on her Shoulder ty'd,
One Hand a Dart, and one a Bow fupply'd.
Such was her Face, as in a Nymph display'd
A fair fierce Boy, or in a Boy betray'd
The blufhing Beauties of a modest Maid.
The Caledonian Chief at once the Dame
Beheld, at once his Heart receiv'd the Flame,
With Heav'ns averfe. O happy Youth, he cry'd;
For whom thy Fates reserve so fair a Bride!
He figh'd, and had no leifure more to say;
His Honour call'd his Eyes another way,
And forc'd him to purfue the now neglected Prey.
There ftood a Foreft on a Mountain's Brow,
Which over-look'd the fhaded Plains below.

No founding Ax prefum'd thofe Trees to bite; Coeval with the World, a venerable Sight. The Heroes there arriv'd, some spread around The Toils; fome fearch the Footsteps on the Ground:

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Some from theChains the faithfulDogs unbound.
Of Action eager, and intent in Thought,
The Chiefs their honourable Danger fought:
A Valley stood below; the common Drain
Of Waters from above, and falling Rain:
The Bottom was a moist and marshy Ground,
Whofe Edges were with bending Oziers crown'd:
The knotty Bulrush next in Order stood,
And all within of Reeds a trembling Wood.

[amain From hence the Boar was rows'd, and fprung Like Lightning fudden, on the Warrior-Train Beats down the Trees before him, shakes the Ground,

The Foreft echoes to the crackling Sound; Shout the fierce Youth,and Clamours ring around. All stood with their protended Spears prepar'd, With broad Steel Heads the brandish'd Wea

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The Beast impetuous with his Tusks afide
Deals glancing Wounds; the fearful Dogs divide:
All spend their Mouth aloof, but none abide.
Echion threw the firft, but mifs'd his Mark,
And stuck his Boar-spear on a Maple's Bark.
Then Jafon; and his Javelin feem'd to take,
But fail'd with Over-force, and whiz'd above his
Back.

Mopfus was next; but ere he threw, addrefs'd
To Phœbus, thus: O Patron, help thy Priest:
If I adore, and ever have ador'd

Thy Pow'r Divine, thy prefent Aid afford;
That I may reach the Beaft. The God allow'd
His Pray'r, and smiling, gave him what he cou'd:
He reach'd the Savage, but no Blood he drew,
Dian unarm'd the Javelin as it flew.

This chaf'd the Boar, his Noftrils Flames expire, And his red Eye-balls roll with living Fire. Whirl'd from a Sling, or from an Engine thrown, Amid the Foes, fo flies a mighty Stone,

As flew the Beast: The Left Wing put to flight, The Chiefs o'er-born, hé rushes on the Right.

Empalamos and Pelagon he laid

In Duft,and next to Death,but for theirFellows Aid. Onefimus far'd worse, prepar'd to fly,

The fatal Fang drove deep within his Thigh, And cut the Nerves: The Nerves no more sustain The Bulk; the Bulk unprop'd,falls headlong on the Neftor had fail'd the Fall of Troy to fee, (Plain. But leaning on his Lance, he vaulted on a Tree; Then gath'ring up his Feet,look'd down with Fear, And thought his monftrous Foe was still too near. Against a Stump his Tusk the Monster grinds, And in the sharpen'd Edge new Vigour finds; Then, trusting to his Arms, young Othrys found, And ranch'd his Hips with one continu'd Wound, Now Leda's Twins, the future Stars, appear; White were their Habits,white their Horfes were: Confpicuous both, and both in act to throw, Their trembling Lances brandish'd at the Foe: Nor had they mifs'd; but he to Thickets fled, Conceal'd from aiming Spears, not pervious to the Steed.