Limbrook! protected child and heir,
Enjoy thy patrimony fair;
And ever, in thy favour’d bound,[[76]]
Prosperity and Peace be found.
Yet long wilt thou lament the change
Of herds and flocks, that near thee range,
More loudly to thy rushes chide,
Since comes no doe her fawn to hide;
And long thy murmuring stream will shrink,
When stoops the stranger ewe to drink;[[77]]