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falling into the Rlione, do not mark out Avignon as the point 

 of jundtion, but rather mark the boundary of one fide of a 

 diftricfl termed the VetiaiJJin, which comprehends the country 

 for feveral miles adjacent to Avignon ; and therefore, the de- 

 fcription is equally indicative of Vauclnfe and of Cabrieres, as it 

 is of Avignon. 



But this paifage, fuppoGng it genuine, will find its beft ex- 

 planation by a fimilar one, which occurs in the loth of the 

 poet's Latin eclogues, entitled Laurea occidens j in which he 

 bewails the death of his miftrefs under his favourite allufion of 

 a Laurel : 



Futt alia remotis, 



Silva locis qua fe diverjis viontihus aEli 

 Sorga nitens Rhodano, pallensqiie Ruentia mi/cent^ 

 Hie mihi, quofueram Tufco tranjlatus ah Arno, 

 Sic hominum res fata rotant,fuit aridulum rits, 

 Dum colui itidigne, atque operi fuccejfit egeflas. — — . 

 Veruvi inter fcopulos nodofaque robora quercus, 

 Creverat ad ripamfluvii pulcherrima Laurus : 



Hue rapior. —— 



Has ego delicias et opes, hac regna putavi. — 



" In a ^-emote quarter of that country where the Sorga and Du- 

 " ranee unite their flreams, was a thick foreft, where, after I 

 " was removed from the Tufcan vale of Arno, I poflefled a little 

 " barren counti-y feat.— Here, amidft the rocks and thickets of 

 " oak, near the borders of the ftream, grew a moft beautiful 

 " Laurel. This favourite objed engrofled all my care. In this 

 " fpot was my kingdom, and here I found my fupreme delight.'" 

 Nothing certainly can more accurately pidure the fcenery of 

 Vauclufe and its vicinity, where the poet feigns his beautiful 

 Laurel to have fprung, amidft the rocks and thickets. 



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