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Or winter porridge to the labouring youth, For Gaffer Treadwell told us, by the byc, 151 Or buns and sugar to the damsel's tooth;

“ Exceflive forrow is exceeding dry." Yet Blouzelinda's name shall rune my lay,

While bulls bear horns upon their curled brow, Of her l'll fing for ever and for aye.

Or lafies with soft stroakings milk the cow; When Blouzelind expir'd, the wether's bell 99 | While paddling ducks the landing lake desire, Before the drooping flock coll’d forth her knell; Or battening hogs roll in the sinking mire ; The folemn death-watch click'd the hour the dy'd, While moles the crumbled carth in hillocks raise; And frilling crickets in the chimney cry'd; So long shall (wains tell Blouzelinda's praise. The boding raven on her cottage fate,

Thus wail'd the louts in melancholy train, And with hoarse croaking warn'd us of her fate; Till bonny Susan sped across the plain. The lambkin, which her wonted tendance bred, They seiz'd the lais in apron clean array'd, Dropp'd on the plains that fatal instant dead; And to the ale-house forc'd the willing maid; Swarm'd on a rotten fick the bees I spy'd, In ale and kisses they forget their cares, Which erf I saw when Goody Dobson dy'd. And Sutan Blouzelinda's loss repairs.

How fhall I, void of tears, her death relate,
When on her darling's bed ber mother fate! 110 SATURDAY; OR, THE FLIGHTS.
These words the dying Blouzelinda Spoke,
And of the dead let none the will revoke :

Bozu zybexs.
“ Mother, quosh she, let not the poultry need, SUBLIMER frains, O rustic muse! prepare;
And give the goole wherewith to raise her breed : Forget awhile the barn and dairy's care;
Be thele my lister's care-and every morn Thy homely voice to loftier numbers raise,
Amid the ducklings let her scatter corn;

The drunkard's flights require sonorous lays;
The Gickly calf that's hous'd be sure to tend, With Bowzybeus' fongs exalt thy verse,
Feed him with milk, and from bleak colds defend. While rocks and woods the various notes rehearse.
Yec ere I die-see, mother, yonder shelf,

'Twas in the season when the seapers' toil There secretly I've hid my worldly pelf.

of the ripe harvest 'gan to rid the soil; Twenty good shillings in a rag I laid,

Wide through the field was seen a goodly rout, o Be ten the Parson's, for my fermon paid. Clean damsels bound the gather'd heaves about; The rest is yours-my spinning-wheel and rake The lads with sharpen'd hook and sweating brow Let Susan keep for her dear filter's fake;

Cut down the labours of the winter plough. My new straw hat, that's trimly lin’d with green, To the near hedge young Susan steps afide, Let Peggy wear, for fhe's a damsel clean.

She feign'd her coat or garter was unty'd; My leathern borele, long in harvests try'd, Whate'er she did, she stoop'd adown unseen, Be Grubbinol's--this filver ring beside :

And merry rcapers what they lift will ween. Three filver pennies, and a nine-pence bent, Son ihe rose up, and cry'd with voice so thrill, A token kind to Bumkinet is sent."

That echo answer'd from the distant hill;
Thus Spoke the maiden, while the mother cry'd; The youths and damsels ran to Susan's aid,
And peaceful, like the harmless lamb, the dy'd. Who thought some adder had the lass dismay'd 20

To low their love, the neighbours far and near When falt asleep they Bowzybeus fyy'd,
Follow'd with wistful look the damsel's bier, His hat and oaken staff lay close belide;
Sprigg'd rosemary the lads and lailes bore, That Bowzybeus who could sweetly sing,
While dismally che Parlon walk'd before. Or with the rolin'd bow torment the string;
Upon her grave the roseniary they threw, That Bowzybeus who, with fingers speed,
The daily, butter-flower, and endive blue. Could call soft warblings from the breathing reeds

After the good man warn'd us from his text, That Bowzybeus who, with jocund tongue,
That none could tell whose turn would be the Ballads and roundelays and catches sung:
next;

They loudly laugh to see the damsel's fright, He said, that Heaven would take her soul, no And in difport surround the drunken wight. 30 doubt,

Ah, Bowzybee, why didst thou stay so long? And spoke the hour-glass in her praise---quite out. The mugs were large, the drink was wondrous

To her sweet meniory, flowery garlands Atrung, strong! O'er her now empty feat aloft were hung. Thou should't have left the fair before 'twas night; With wicker rods we fenc'd her comb around, But thou fat'st copping till the morning light. To ward from man and beat the hallow'd ground; Cicely, brisk maid, steps forth before the rout, Left her new grave the Parson's cattie raze, And kiss'd with smacking lip the snoaring lout: For both his horse and cow the church-yard graze. (For custom says, “ Whoe'er this venture proves, Now we trudg'd homeward to her mother's For such a kiss demands a pair of gloves.")

farm, To drink new cyder mull’d, with ginger warm.

“ Dum juga montis aper, fluvios dum piscis " Dulcis aquæ saliente fitim restinguere rivo.

" amabit,

(cade, " Nos tamen hæc quocunque modo tibi noftra * Dumque thymo pascentur apes, dum rore ci« vicillim

“ Semper honos, nomenque tuum, laudesque ma" Dicemus, Daphninque tuum tollemus ad astra"

" nebunt."

VIRG. VIRG.

Ver. 22.

" Serta procul tantum capiti delapse Ker.96. An imitation of Theocritus,

jacebant."

Value

Ver. 153

c'horn,

II

By her exampie Dorcas bolder grows,

Jack Pudding in his party-colour'd jacket And plays a tic' ling straw within hi« nose. 40 Tesses the glove, and jokes at every packet. He rubs his nostril, and in wonted juke

Of caree-fhows he fung, and Punch's feats, The Ineering (wains with stammering speech be of pockets pick'd in crowds, and various cheats. 9. spoke :

Then fad he sung “ the Children in the Wood:" To you, my lads; I'll fing my carols o'er,

(Ah, barbarous uncle, stain’d with infant blood :) As for the maids-- I've something else in store. Huw blackberries they pluck'd in defarts wild,

No sooner 'gan he raise his tuncful song, And fearless at the glittering faulchion smil'd; Bat lads and laffes rou: d about him throng. 'Their little corpse the robin-red-breasts found, Not ballad finger plac'd above the crowd

And Itrow'd with pious bill the leaves around. Sing with a note fo thrilling sweet and loud; (Ah gentle birds if this verse lafts so long, Nr parish-clerk, who calls the psalm so clear, Your names shall live for ever in my long.) Like Bwzybeus sooths th' attentive ear.

so For “ Buxom Joan" he sung the doubtful ftrise, Of nature's laws his carols first begun,

How the fly failor made the maid a wife.

ICO Why the grave owl can never face the sun.

To louder trains he rais'd his voice, to tell For cwls, as swains observe, deteft the light, What woeful wars in “ Chevy-chace" befell, And only fing and seek their prey by night. When “ Percy drove the deer with hound and How curnips hide their swelling heads below; And how the closing coleworts upwards grow; ". Wars to be wept by children yet unborn !" How Will-a-wilp misleads night-faring clowns Ah, Witherington, more years thy life had crown'd, O'er hills, and buking bogs, and pathiess downs. If thou hadīt never heard the horn or hound ! Of fars he told, that shoot with shining trail, Yer shall the squire, who fought on bloody ftumps, And of the glow-worm's light that gilds his tail. By fucure bards be wail'd in doleful dumps. He fung where wood-cocks in the summer feed, · All in the land of Essex” next he chaunts, And in what climates they renew their breed 62 How to seek mares ftarch Quakers turn gal. (Some think to northern coasts their flight they lants : tend,

How the grave brother stood on bank fo green Or to the moon in midnight hours ascend); Happy for him if mares had never been! Where swallows in the winter's seaf n keep,

Then he was seiz'd with a religious qualm. And how the drowsy bat and dormou se sleep; And on a sudden fung the hundredth psalm. How nature does the puppy's eyelid clole

He fung of “ Taffey Welch," and “ Sawney Till the bright sun has nine times set and rose

Scot," (For huntsmen by their long experience find, Lilly-bullero" and the “ Irish Trot." That puppies ftill nine rolling funs are blind) 70 Why should I tell of " Bateman," or of “Shore,"

Now he goes on, and Gngs of fairs and shows, Or “ Wantley's Dragon" flain by valiant Moore, For still new fairs before his eyes arose.

“ The Bower of Rosamond," or " Robin Hood," How pedlars' Balls with glittering toys are laid, And huw the “grass now grows where Troy The various fairings of the country-maid.

" town stood?"

120 Long filken laces hang upon the wine,

His carols ceas'd : the listening maids and swains And sows of pins and amber bracelets thine ; Seem till to hear some soft imperfe& ftrains. How the tight lats, knives, combs, and iciffars spies, Sudden he rose ; and, as he reels along, And looks on thimbles with desiring eyes. Swears kiffe- Sweet Thould well reward his song. Of lotteries next with tuneful nvte he told,

l'he damsels laughing fly the giddy clown
Where filver spoons are won, and rings of gold. 80 Again upon a wheat-sheaf drops adown;
The lads and lafles trudge the street along, The power that guards the drunk, his fleep as-
And all the fair is crowded in his forg.

tends,
The mountebank now treads the stage, and sells Till, ruddy, like his face, the sun descends.
His pills, his ballans, and his ague-spells;
Now o'er and o'er the nimble rumbler firings,

Ver. 97.
And on the rope the venturous maiden swings; “ Fortunati ambo, fi quid mea carmina poffunt,

“ Nulla dies unquam memori vos eximet ævo." Ver. 40.

Virg. Sanguineis frontem moris et tempora pingit."

Virg.

Ver. 99. A Song in the Comedy of " Love for

" Love,beginning " A Soldier and a Sailor," G. “ Carmina, que vultis, cognofcite : carmina v« bis; " Huic aliud mercedis eric."

Ver. 109. A Song of Sir J. Denbam's. See bis VIRG.

Poms. Ver. 47 “ Nec tantum Phæbo gaudet Parnallia rupes:

Ver. 112 * Nec tantum Rhodope anirantur et limatus Or

" Et fortunatam, fi nunquam armenta fuissent, phea.”

Viro.
« Pasiphaen."

Vire. Vir. 51. Cur favain bad pofilly read Tufer, from wberce be miglt lave celledled i leje pbil.foolical obfer

" Quid loquar aut Scyllam Nig, &c. Vind. tations : * Namque canebat, uti magnum per inane co Ver. 117-130, OH Englißa ballads,

" acta, &c."

Ver. 4.?.

Ver. 117.

ALPHABETICAL CATALOGUE

OF NAMES, PLANTS, FLOWERS, FRUITS, BIRDS, BEASTS, INSECTS,

And other Material Things, mentioned in thefe Pastorals.

vi. 3%

v. 86

i. 46

i. 25

vi. 83

i. 99

iii. IS

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ji. 44

iii. 59

vi. 52

vi. 99

ii. 51 iv. 69

iii. IOL

V. 29 vi. 73 iii. 102

Cuddy

i. Hazel-nut iv. 61 Mug ACORNI, Palt. v. 52 Church-yard v. 148 Harvest

vi. 8 Marian

ii. 9 Adder vi. 20 Cuckow iv. is Hemlock

Moore

vi. 118 Ale-house v.8 Cur

i. 56 Hemp-feed iv. 28 Marygold Apple iv. 126 Cyder Y. 150 Heifer

Midsummer-eve iv. 27 Apron ii. 105. v. 50 Corns

i. 28 Hen
iii. 60 Molc

V. 157 Ass üi. 6. 70

D
Hour-glass

V. 142

Mountebank
Autumn
v. 3. 37 Dairy

V. 42 Holly
iii. 54 Mow

V. 75
D
Dailic
i. 44 Hosen

ii. 33

N Barley . ii. 70. v. 78 Dandelion v. 87 Hobnelia

iv. Neckcloth ii. 36 Ballad-finger • vi. 47 Deborah iv. 18 Hot-cockles

Nuts

v. Jo Bat iii. 117 Death-watch V. 101 Hog

V.51 Ninepence

V. 1-9 Bateman vi. 117 D'Urfey iii. 9 Hodge Bays iii. 18 Goody Dobbins ii. 104 Horse

V. 148 Oak

v. 3 Barp i. 122. v. 69 Deer

i. 36 Goodman Hodges i. 122 Oatmeal
Beech
V. 6. Dick
iii. 83 Hound

Owl
Bee
V. 107 Doe

i. 16

I
Oxen

111. 20 Barn ii. 44 Dorcas vi. 39 Jack Pudding

vi. 87

P Blackberry vi. 93 Dragon

vi. 118 Jay

iii. 5 Ploughing Blind-man's-buff i.95 Drink

iii. 43 Joan

Pease-cod Bramble i. 2 Goody Dobson v. 108 Irish Trot vi. 116 Penny

V. 129 Blouzelind i. 10. v. 26 Duck

V. ISS

K
Peggy

V. 126
Breakfast ii. 52 Duckling v. 116 Katharine Pearüi. 56 Penknife
Bull

ii. 104 Duckling ftool iii. 105 Kerchief v. 58 Pigeon Bumkinet iii. 28

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Kid

i. 54 Pedlar
Bun
v.96 Eggs
iv. 120 Kidling

V. 25 Pig
Boobyclod

iv. 102
Elm

V. 5
Kiss

Pinner

v. 58 Butter i. 33 Endive V. 138 Kite

jii, 60 Pippin Bowzybeus vi. Epitaph

v. 90 Kersey doublet ii. 37 Pottage Butcher

F
Knife
i. 89 Potatoe

i. 84 Butterflower. v. 85 Fair

vi. 11 Kingcup i. 43 Pudding Buxoma i. 14 Fawn

i. 16

L
Primrose

v. 84
с
Fox

üi. 6: Lady-bird iv. 85 Patient Griffel Call i. 16. 55 Fuel V. 46 Leather

Poultry Capon

Lamb

Parish-clerk Car ii. 65 Gilly-flower i. 45 Lobbin Clout

i. Puppy Cat ii. 90. iii. 67 Gloves vi. 38 Love.powder

R Cicely ii. 20. vi. 35 Glow-worm vi. 60 Lambkin

V. IOS

Rake Clover-grass i. 42 Garter

iv. 116 Lottery

Raven Cloddipole i. Goldfinch i. 52 Lark

i. 3 Robin Hood Churn

üi. 42 Ginger V. 150 Leathern bottle v. 127 Robin-red-breast vi. 95 Coleworts vi. 56 Goose

V. 114 Lubberkin

iv 7 Ring

vi. 8 ClumGlis iii. 30 Gillian of Croydon v. 17 Lily

Rook Cock ii. 79 Gooseberry iv. 50 Leek

Rosamond Comb

vi. 77 Green gown iv. 135 Lilly-bullero vi. 116 Roast beef Cow i. 16. 82. ii. 104 Grass

iv. 94 Linnet

iii. Ribbon Colin Clout ül Grubbinol

M

Rosemary v. 137 Clouted cream v. 61 Gypsy ii. 74 Mackrel iii. 68 Kiddle

i. III Cowllips v. 87

H
May-day
i. 58

S
Chalk
ii. 44 Hare

iii 59 Magpye iii 5 Swinging Cricket v. 102 Holiday

i. 66 Milk-pail
ji 8 Spring

iv. 16 1.6Haycock 1.72 Mare

vi. 110 Sawney

i. 73

iv. 91

v.95

iii. 90

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vi. 77

yi. 57

v. 66

Sage

ii. 13 Bowing ii. 53 Gaffer(Treadwell]v.151 Weed Sciffars

Swallow

i. 29 Troy town vi. 120 Will-a-wisp Sheep ii. 28 Shore vi. 117 Turnip

i. 86 Wheat fheaf ,- vi. 126 Straw-hac V. 125 Swine

v. 64 Threshing ii. 55 Whey Sloe iii. 52 Summer

i.61 True-love's knot iv. 115 Whitepot Smock iv. 18 Silver spoon vi. 80

V

Wood Sail iii. 71 Sparabella üi. Valentine's day iv. 37 Worky-day

i. 63 Spinning-wheel v. 123 See-sawing viii. 107 Udder

i. 4 Woodcock

vi. 61 Squirrel 14. 70 T

w
Whiftling

v. 54 Sugar v. g6 Thimble

ii. 4

Y
Susan
v. 124 Throttle

i.a Weather
V.99 Yarn

iv. 71 'Squise iii. 76 Tobacco

Winter

i. 60 Youngling ii. 26

i. 92 V. 43

vi. 79

Wake

ji. 40

TRIVIA;
OR, THE ART OF WALKING THE STREETS OF LONDON.

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The world, I believe, will so little notice of me, that I need not take much of it. The critics

nay see by this poem, that I walk on foot, which probably may save me from their envy. I fhould be sorry to raise that passion in men whom I am lo much obliged to, since they allow me an honour hitherto only hown to better writers, That of denying me to be the author of my

own works. Gentlemen, if there be any thing in this poem good enough to displease you, and if it be any ad.

vantage to you to ascribe it to some person of greater merit ; I shall acquaint you, for your com, fort, that, among many other obligations; I owe several hints of it to Dr. Swift. And, if you will so far continue your favour as to write against it, I beg you to oblige me in accepting the following motto:

--Noniu, in triviis, indocte folebas
"Suidenti, miserum, stipulâ, disperdere carmen."

BOOK I.
OF THE IMPLEMENTS FOR WALKING THE STREETS,

AND SIGNS OF THE WEATHER.

THROUGU winter Atreets to fteer your course a

right,
How to walk clean by day, and safe by night;
How joftling crowds with prudence to decline,
When to assert the wall, and when resign,
I fing; thou, 'Trivia, goddess, aid my song,
Through spacious (treets conduct thy bard along;
By thee transported, I securely stray
Where winding alleys lead the doubtful way,
The filent court and opening square explore,
And long perplexing lanes untrod before. 10
To pave thy realm, and smooth the broken ways,
Earth from her womb a flinty tribute pays ;
For thee the sturdy pavior thumps the ground,
Whiltt every stroke his labouring lungs resound;
For thee che scavenger bids kennels glide
Within their bounds, and heaps of dire subæje.
My youthful bofom burns with thirst of fame,
From the great them to build a glorious name,

To cread iti paths to ancient bards unknown,
And bind my temples with a civic crown:
But more my country's love demands my lays ;
My country's be the profit, mine the praise !

When the black youth at chosen flands rejoice,
And “ clean your shoes" resounds from every

voice;
When late their miry fides stage.coaches show,
And their stiff horses through the town move flow;
When all the Mall in leafy ruin lies,
And damsels first renew their oyster-cries :
Then let the prudent walker shoes provide,
Not of the Spanish or Morocco hide ;

30
The wooden heel may raise the dancer's bound,
And with the scallop'd top his step be crown'd:
Lec firm, well-hammer'd soles protect thy feet
Through freezing snows, and rains, and foaking
Should the big lait extend the shoe too wide, deci.
Each stone will wrench th' unwary step aside ;
The sudden turn may stretch the swelling vein,
Thý cracking joint unhinge, or arkle sprain;
And, when too shore the modeft shoes are worn,
Yoa'll judge the scafons by your shooting corn

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Nor should it prove thy less important care, 41 , Thus was of old Britannia's city blefa'd, To choose a proper coat for winter's wear, Ere pride and luxury her sons poflefo'd; Now in thy trunk thy D'Oily habit fold,

Coaches and chariots yet unfashion'd lay, The filken drugget ill can fence the cold;

Nor late-invented chairs perplex'd the way;
The frieze's spongy nap is foak'd with rain, Then the proud lady tripp'd along the town,
And showersfoon drench the camlet's cockled grain; And tuck’d-up petticoats secur'd her gown;
True Witney * broad-cloth, with its shag unshorn, Her rosy check with disant visits glow'd,
Unpierc'd is in the lasting cempelt worn :

And exercise unartful charms beltow'd:
Be this the horseman's fence, for who would wear But since in braided gold her foot is bound,
Amid the town the spoils of Ruffia's bear? 50 And a long training mantua sweeps the ground,
Within the roquelaure's clasp thy hands are pent, Her fhoe disdains the street; the lazy fair

IIE Hands, that, tiretch'd forth, invading harms pre With narrow step affeAs a limping air. vent.

Now gaudy pride corrupts the lavish age,
Let the loop'd bavaroy the fop embrace,

And the streets fame with glaring equipage ;
Or his deep cloke bespatter'd 'o'er with lace. The tricking gamester infolently rides,
That garment beft the winter's rage defends, With loves and graces on his chariot fides;
Whose ample form without one plait depends, in saucy fate the griping broker fits.
By various names † in various counties known, And laughs at honelly and trudging wits.
Yet held in all the true surtout alone ;

For you, O honest men, these useful lays
Be thice of kersey firm, though small the cost, The muse prepares: I seek no other praise. 1209
Then brave unwet the rain, unchill'd the frost. 60 When fleep is first difturb’d by mornipg cries;

If the strong cane support thy walking hand, From sure prognostics learn to know the skies, Chairmen no longer shall the wall comniand; Left you of rheums and coughs at night complain; Ev'n sturdy carmen shall thy nod obey,

Surpris'd in dreary fogs, or driving rain. And rattling coaches stop to make thee way : When fuffocating milts obscure the morn, This shall direct thy cautious trcad aright, Let thy worst wig, long us'd to forms, be worn Though not one glaring lamp enliven night. This knows the powder'd footman, and with care; Let beaux their canes with amber tipe produce; Beneath his flapping bat secures his hair, Be theirs for empty show, but thine for ule. Be thou for every season juftly drest, In gilded chariots while they loll at ease,

Nor brave the piercing frost with open breast; 130 And lazily ensure a life's disease;

70 And, when the bursting clouds a deluge pour, While foster chairs the tawdry load convey Let thy surtout defend the drenching thower. To Court, to White's 1, afsemblies, or the play; The changing weather certain signs reveal. Rosy complexion'd health thy steps attends, Ere winter lheds her snow, or froits congeal, And exercile thy latting youth defends.

You'll see the coals in brighter flame aspire, Imprudent men Heaven's choicelt gifts profane : And sulphur tinge with blue the rising fire; 'Thus some beneath their arm support the cane ; Your tender Thins the scorching heat decline, The dirty point ost check the careless pace, And at the dearth of coals the poor repine; And miry ipots the clean cravat disgrace.

Before her kitchen hearth, the nodding dame, Oh! may I never such mil fortune meet!

In flannel mantle wrapt, enjoys the fiame ; 140 May no such vicious walkers crowd the Atreet: 80 Hovering, upon her feeble knees she bends, May Providence o'ershade me with her wings, And all around the grateful warmth ascends. While the bold muse experienc'd danger sings! Nor less certain ligns the town advise

Not that I wander from my native home, Of milder weather and terener skies. And (tempting perila) foreigu cities roam. The ladies, gaily drels'd, the Mall adorn Let Paris be the theme of Gallia's muse,

With various dyes, and paint the funny morn : Where Davery treads the freets in wooden shocs. The wanton fawns with frifking pleasure range, Nor do I rove in Belgia's frozen clime,

And chirping sparrows greet the welcome change; And teach the clun sy boor to skate in rhyme; * Not that their minds with grcater skill ase Where, if the warmer clouds in rain descend,

fraught, No miry ways industrious steps offend : 90 Endued by instinct, or by reason taught : 150 The ruling dood from Doping pavements pours, The seasons operate in every breatt; And blackens the canals with dirty showers. 'T'is hence the lawns are brisk, and ladies drest. Let others Naples' imoother streets rehearse, When on his box the nodding coachman (nores, And with proud Roman structures grace their verse, And dreams of fancy'd farcs; when tavern doors Where frequent murders wake the night with the chairman idly crowd; then ne'er refuse groans,

To trust thy busy fteps in thinner foes. And blood in purple torrents dies the stones. But when the swinging to as your ears offend Bor fhall the mure through narrow Venice fray, With creaking noise, then rainy floods impend; Where gondolas cheir painted oars display. Soon shall the kennels swell with rapid Itreams, O happy ftreets! 10 ruinbling 'wheels unknown, And rush in muddy torrents to the Thames. 165 No carts, no coaches, shake the floating town! 100 The bookleller, whose shop's an open square,

Foresees the tempelt, and with early care • A town in Oxfordshire. +1 80/?, Wrap-rascal, C. ·

*“ Haud equidem credo, quia fit divinitus illis Adwoluir-boue in S. James's foret,

• Ingenium, aut rcrum fato prudentia major."

VIRG. Gcorg. i.

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