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PASTORALS.
Mean-time, on oaten pipe a lowly lay,
As my kids browse, obscure in shades I play: 16
Yet, not obscure, while Dorset thinks no scorn
To visit woods, and swains ignobly born.
As my kids browse, obscure in shades I play: 16
Yet, not obscure, while Dorset thinks no scorn
To visit woods, and swains ignobly born.
Two valley swains, both musical, both young,
Tn friendship mutual, and united long; 20
Retire within a mossy cave, to shun
The crowd of shepherds, and the noon-day sun.
A gloom of sadness overcasts their mind:
Revolving now, the solemn day they find, 24
When youg Albino died, His image dear
Bedews their cheeks with many a trickling tear:
To tears they add the tribute of their verse;
These Angelot, those Palin, did rehearse. 28
Tn friendship mutual, and united long; 20
Retire within a mossy cave, to shun
The crowd of shepherds, and the noon-day sun.
A gloom of sadness overcasts their mind:
Revolving now, the solemn day they find, 24
When youg Albino died, His image dear
Bedews their cheeks with many a trickling tear:
To tears they add the tribute of their verse;
These Angelot, those Palin, did rehearse. 28
ANGELOT.
Thus, yearly circling, by-past times return;
And yearly, thus, Albino's death we mourn.
Sent into life, alas! how short thy stay:
How sweet the rose! how speedy to decay! 32
Can we forget, Albino dear, thy knell,
Sad-sounding wide from every village-bell?
Can we forget how sorely Albion moan'd,
That hills, and dales, and rocks, in echo groan'd, 36
Thus, yearly circling, by-past times return;
And yearly, thus, Albino's death we mourn.
Sent into life, alas! how short thy stay:
How sweet the rose! how speedy to decay! 32
Can we forget, Albino dear, thy knell,
Sad-sounding wide from every village-bell?
Can we forget how sorely Albion moan'd,
That hills, and dales, and rocks, in echo groan'd, 36
Presaging
