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Society, and that faps and worms the base
Of th' edifice that policy has rais’d,
Swarms in all quarters; meets the eye, the ear,
And suffocates the breath at ev'ry turn.
Profusion breeds them; and the cause itself
Of that calamitous mifchief has been found :
Found, too, where most offensive, in the skirts
Of the rob'd pedagogue ! Elfe, let th' arraign'd
Stand up unconscious, and refute the charge.
So when the Jewish leader stretch'd his arm,
And wav'd his rod divine, a race obscene,
Spawn'd in the muddy beds of Nile, came forth,
Polluting Egypt: gardens, fields, and plains,
Were cover'd with the peft; the Atreets were fill'd;
The croaking nuisance lurk'd in ev'ry nook ;
Nor palaces, nor even chambers, 'scap'd;
And the land ftank--so num'rous was the fry.

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THE TASK

BOOK III.

ARGUMENT OF THE THIRD BOOK.

Self-recolleation and reproof.Addrefs to domestic happi

ness.Some account of myself.— The vanity of many of their pursuits who are reputed wife.- Juftification of my cenfures.--Divine illumination necessary to the mof expert philofopher.-The question, What is truth answered by other questions.-Domestic happiness ad dressed again. Few lovers of the country.-My tam hare.- Occupations of a retired gentleman in his gar den.Pruning.Framing.Greenhouse.-Sowing . flower-feeds.--The country preferable to the town eve in the winter.-Reasons why it is deserted at that fea fon.-Ruinous effeas of gaming and of expenfive in provement.-Book concludes with an apostrophe to th metropolis.

THE TASR.

BOOK III.

THE GARDEN.

As one, who, long in thickets and in brakes ntangled, winds now this

way

and now that Iis devious course uncertain, seeking home; 's, having long in miry ways been foild ind sore discomfited, from llough to slough funging, and half.despairing of escape; chance at length he find a green-sward finooth nd faithful to the foot, his spirits rise, e chirrups brisk his ear-erecting steed, od winds his way with pleasure and with ease;

I, designing other themes, and callid 'adorn the sofa with eulogium dae, I tell its Bumbers, and to paint its dreams

Have rambled wide. In country, city, seat
Of academic fame (howe'er deferv'd),
Long held, and scarcely difengag'd at last.
But now, with pleasant pace, a cleanlier road
I mean to tread. I feel myself at large,
Courageous and refresh'd for future toil.
If toil await me, or if dangers new.

Since pulpits fail, and founding boards reflect Most part an empty ineffectual sound, What chance that I, to fame so little known, Nor conversant with men or manners much, Should speak to purpose, or with better hope Crack the satiric thong ? 'Twere wifer far For me enamour'd of fequefter'd scenes, And charm'd with rural beauty, to repose, Where chance may throw me, beneath elm or vine, My languid limbs, when summer fears the plains; Or, when rough winter rages, on the soft And shelter'd Sofa, while the nitrous air Feeds a blue flame, and makes a cheerful hearth; There, undisturb'd by foly, and appriz'd How great the danger of disturbing her, To muse in silence, or at least confine Remarks that gall so many, to the few My partners in retreat. Difguft conceald

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