The Love she shar’d, and the Delight she dealt.

Such were the three by liberal fortune plac’d

Mid all the Good of Life they wish’d to taste;

And, guarded well by Griefs correcting touch,

They tasted not too often or too much.

His Guardian lost, young Julian and his friend 890

Their rural Sports for graver tasks forsook,

Pleas’d the same Years in the same place to spend,

In the same Seat the Students of one book.

Their tastes alike, like Pleasures they partook;