More warm and wanton on his kindling bride; 290
Then, shepherds, then begin to spare your flocks;
And learn, with wise humanity, to check
The lust of blood. Now pregnant earth commits
A various offspring to th’ indulgent sky:
Now bounteous nature feeds with lavish hand 295
The prone creation; yields what once suffic’d
Their dainty sovereign, when the world was young;
E’re yet the barbarous thirst of blood had seiz’d
The human breast. Each rolling month matures