ILLUSTRATIONS. 107 



Come hither quickly, darling care and se.e 

 I've quitted fishers, boat and all, for thee. 



Above the waves thy head, o Triton, rear. 



And let thy sea-green countenance appear 



Here with intent to please my lovely maid, 



The aspiring poplar beautifies its shade : 



1 oft embrace it ; and with passion blind 



Imprint a thousand ki?ses on its rind. 



I trace thy footsteps o'er the yielding sands, 



And dress with flowers whatever touch'd thy hands. 



Above the waves thy head, o Triton, rear, 



And let thy sea-green countenance appear. 



Whom likest thou more than me ? if verdant trees 

 And copses neat and browzing goats can please ; 

 Ail these are mine ; I study song ; and mark 

 My endless verses on the beechen bark. 

 The beech-tree thrives amidst my sculptured wounds, 

 And forests echo with M analian sounds. 



Above the waves thy head, o Triton, rear, 



And let thy sea-green countenance appear. 



Or, oh my love, if scenes along the shore, 

 And wealth of ocean shall delight thee more , 

 Who better skill'd than I the fish to wound, 

 With barbed tridents ? or with nets surround - 



Above the waves thy head, o Triton, rear, 



And let thy sea-green countenance appear. 



Could dextrous swimming in my favour plead, 

 I'd beat the dolphin's and the tunny's speed : 

 But wherefore boast I ? scarcely can I count 

 My hooks' and nets' and lines' profuse amount 

 Liguria's rocks and Gallia's shores survey'd 

 Confess me master of the angler's trade ; 

 Varus and Arar like respect decree ; 

 As do the monsters of the british sea. 



Beneath the waves thy head, o Triton hide. 



Thy eea-jrpcn face cencpal Wow t>e tide, 



