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HOBBINOL.
O that like Colin I had Skill in Rhymes:
To purchase Credit with succeeding Times!
Sweet Colin Clout! who never yet had Peer,
Who sung thro' all the Seasons of the Year.
O that like Colin I had Skill in Rhymes:
To purchase Credit with succeeding Times!
Sweet Colin Clout! who never yet had Peer,
Who sung thro' all the Seasons of the Year.
LANQUET.
Let me like Wrenock sing; his Voice had Pow'r
To free the clipsing Moon at Midnight Hour:
And, as he sung, the Fairies, with their Queen,
In Mantles blue came tripping o'er the Green.
Let me like Wrenock sing; his Voice had Pow'r
To free the clipsing Moon at Midnight Hour:
And, as he sung, the Fairies, with their Queen,
In Mantles blue came tripping o'er the Green.
GERON.
Here end your pleasing Strife. Both Victors are;
And both with Colin may in Rhyme compare.
A Boxen Haut-Boy, loud, and sweet of Sound,
All varnish'd, and with brazen Ringlets bound,
To Both I give. A mizling Mist descends
Adown that steepy Rock: And this way tends
Yon distant Rain. Shore-ward the Vessels strive;
And, see, the Boys their Flocks to shelter drive:
Here end your pleasing Strife. Both Victors are;
And both with Colin may in Rhyme compare.
A Boxen Haut-Boy, loud, and sweet of Sound,
All varnish'd, and with brazen Ringlets bound,
To Both I give. A mizling Mist descends
Adown that steepy Rock: And this way tends
Yon distant Rain. Shore-ward the Vessels strive;
And, see, the Boys their Flocks to shelter drive:
FINIS.
