VOL. VI.
| ———————"nor thou disdain |
| To check the lawless riot of the trees, |
| To plant the grove, or turn the barren mould |
| Oh happy he, whom, when his years decline, |
| (His fortune and his fame by worthy means |
| Attain'd, and equal to his mod'rate mind; |
| His life approv'd by all the wise and good, |
| Even envy'd by the vain) the peaceful groves |
| Of Epicurus, from this stormy world |
| Hereine in rest; of all ungrateful cares |
| Absolv'd, and sacred from the selfish crowd. |
| Happiest of men I if the same soil invites |
| A chosen few, companions of his youth, |
| Once fellow-rakes perhaps now rural friends; |
| With whom in easy commerce to pursue |
| Nature's free charms, and vie for Sylvan fame |
| A fair ambition; void of strife, or guile, |
| Or jealousy, or pain to be outdone. |
| Who plans th'enchanted garden, who directs |
| The visto best, and best conducts the stream; |
| Whose groves the fastest thicken, and ascend; |
| Whom first the welcome spring salutes; who shews |
| The earliest bloom, the sweetest proudest charms |
| Of Flora; who best gives Pomona's juice |
| To match the sprightly genius of Champain." |
| ARMSTRONG. |
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