With April's tender younglings´; next well trimm'd,
A crowd of shepherds´ with as sunburn'd looks
As may be read of´ in Arcadian books;
Such´ as sat listening round Apollo's pipe.
When the great deity´, for earth too ripe,
Let his divinity´ o'erflowing die
In music through the vales of Thessaly."
Equally fine is the varied melody of the young poet's blank verse:—
"As when´, upon a trancèd summer night,
Those green-robed senators´ of mighty woods,