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Thus sooth'd and reconciled, each seeks

The fairest Briti/h fair, . -(1
The feat of empire is her cheeks,

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H E U inimicitias qnoties-parit æmula forma,

Quam raro pulchræ, pulchra placere potest I

Scd fines ultra folitos drfcordia tendrt, ''

Cum stores ipsos bilis et ira movent.

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Hortus ubi dulces præbet tacitofque recefius,
Se rapit in partes gens aoimofa duas, .'.:'.

Hie sibi regales awaryllis Candida cultus*'
Illic purpureo vindieat ore rosa. .'..'. j,!


Ira rafam et mentis quæsita fuperbia t.angun^ -. -" Multaque ferventl vitf.cohibe-nda sinu,

Dum.-sibi fautorum ciet undique nemina yaturn, Jusque suum, multo carmine fuka, pjjobat.

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Altior emicat ilia, et celso vertice nutat,
Ceu flores inter non habitura parem,

Fastiditque alios, -et juta videtur.kt usus. . . .,
Imperii, fceptrum, Flora quod ipsa gerat.

.5Nec Dea non senfit civilis murmura rixæ,

Cui curæ est pictas pandere ruris opes. Deliciasque suas nunquam non prompta tueri,

Dum licet ct locus est, ut tueatur, adest. 6. Et tibi forma datur procerior omnibus, inquit,

Et tibi, principibus qui solet esse, color, Et donec vincat quædarri Formofior ambas,

Et tibi reginæ nomen, et esto tibi.

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His ubi sedatus 'furor est, petit utraque nyrnpham

Qualem inter Veneres Anglia sola parit, Hanc penes imperium est, nihil optant amplius,

hujus Regnant in nitidis, et sine lite, genis.


A Nightingale that all day long
Had cheer'd the village with his song,
Nor yet at eve his note suspended,
Nor yet when even tide was ended,
Began to feel as well he might
The keen demands of appetite;
When looking eagerly around,
He spied far off upon the ground,
A something shining in the dark,
And knew the glow-worm by his spark,


So stooping down from hawthorn top,
He thought to put him in his crop j
The worm aware of his intent,
Harangu'd him thus right eloquent.

Did you admire my lamp, quoth he,
As much as I your minstrelsy,
You would abhor to do me wrong,
As much as I to spoil your song,
For 'twas the self-fame power divine,
Taught you to sing, and me to shine,
That you with music, I with light,
Might beautify and cheer the night.
The songster heard his short oration,
And warbling out his approbation,
Releas'd him as my story tells,
And found a supper somewhere else.

Hence jarring sectaries may learn,
Their real int'rest to discern:
That brother should not war with brother,
And worry and devour each other,

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But sing and shine by sweet consent,
'Till life's poor transient night is spent,
Respecting in each other's cafe
The gifts of nature and of grace.

Those christians best deserve the namo
Who studiously make peace their aim $
Peace, both the duty and the prize
Os him that creeps and him that flies.

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O matutini rores, auræque salubres, O nemora, et lætæ rivis felicibus herbæ, Graminei colles, et amænæ in vallibus umbræ! Fata modo dederint quas olim in rure paterno Delicias, procul arte, procul formidine novi, Quam velleni ignotus, quod mens mea semper

avebat, .

Ante larem proprium placidam expectare senectam,


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