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WINDSOR-FOREST.

To the RIGHT HONOURABLE

GEORGE Lord LANSDOWN.

Non injussa cano: Te nostræ, Vare, myricæ,
Te Nemus omne canet; nec Phœbo gratior ulla est,
Quam fibi quæ Vari præscripsit pagina nomen.

VIRG.

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WINDSOR-FOREST.

To the RIGHT HONOURABLE

GEORGE Lord LANSDOWN.

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HY foreft, Windfor! and thy green retreats,
At once the Monarch's and the Muse's feats,

Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids!
Unlock your springs, and open all your shades.
GRANVILLE commands; your aid, O Muses,

bring!

What Muse for GRANVILLE can refuse to fing? 6

VARIATIONS.

VER. 3, etc. originally thus,

Chaste Goddess of the woods

Nymphs of the vales, and Naïads of the floods,
Lead me thro' arching bow'rs, and glimm'ring glades.
Unlock your springs- P.

NOTES.

This Poem was written at two different times: the first part of it, which relates to the country, in the year 1704, at the same time with the Paftorals; the latter part was not added till the year 1713, in which it was published. P.

IMITATIONS.

VER. 6,

neget quis carmina Gallo? Virg.

The Groves of Eden, vanish'd now so long, Live in description, and look green in song : These, were my breast inspir'd with equal flame, Like them in beauty, should be like in fame. 10 Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain,

Here earth and water seem to strive again;
Not Chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd,
But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd :

Where order in variety we fee,
And where, tho' all things differ, all agree.

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Here waving groves a chequer'd scene display,
And part admit, and part exclude the day;
As some coy nymph her lover's warm address
Nor quite indulges, nor can quite repress.
There, interfpers'd in lawns and op'ning glades,
Thin trees arise that shun each other's shades.
Here in full light the ruffet plains extend :
There wrapt in clouds the blueish hills afcend.

Ev'n the wild heath displays her purple dyes, 25

And 'midst the defert fruitful fields arise,

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VARIATIONS.

VER. 25. Originally thus;

Why should I fing our better funs or air,
Whose vital draughts prevent the leach's care,
While thro' fresh fields th' enliv'ning odours breathe,
Or spread with vernal blooms the purple heath? P.

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