104 THE EEE, OR Jan. 19, 



For the Bee. 



Pastoral SiMPLiciTr. 



(By the Rev. Mr. TrssoN.) 



Whilst other nymphs makehaplefs fwaina 



Their viduals, penfive, hate 

 My Ella thcfe fmall tricks difdains, 



For Sj'lvie's happier fate 

 Sucli relifli to the rural meals, 



For touch and looks impart, 

 A keenefs ev'ry ftomach feels, 



A fondnefs every heart. 



Ella, my fweetly-fugar'd cream, 



Can fugar fweet anew. 

 The fnowy curds from Ella feem 



To gain a fnovvier hue ; 

 Help'd by her hands the enliv'ning cakes 



A double life convey ; 

 And from her breath the butter takes 



A w.hat no tongue can fay. 



With care, ye gods, when Ella churns. 



The gath'ring fweets fecure, 

 Still be the print* her board adorns 



From all errata pure ; 

 Then Ella's praife and Sylvie^s blifs 



Shall my foft voice employ. 

 In notes that like her print or kifa 



Shall pleafe, yet never cloy. 



* Figure of an heart. 



