Where nature feeds too corpulent a frame 340
’Tis wisely done. For while the thirsty veins,
Impatient of lean penury, devour
The treasur’d oil, then is the happiest time
To shake the lazy balsam from its cells.
Now while the stomach from the full repast 345
Subsides; but ere returning hunger gnaws;
Ye leaner habits give an hour to toil:
And ye whom no luxuriancy of growth
Oppresses yet, or threatens to oppress.