FABLE XXIX.
The ROSEMARY and FIELD FLOWER.
I.
UPON the fam’d Hypanis’ banks,
By chance, in days of yore,
A tuft of Rosemary there grew,
Which scented all the shore.
II.
And near at hand a Field-flow’r rear
Its variegated head;
And view’d full many a spacious track,