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Jone takes her neat rub&dpail, and now 

 She trips to milk thefand-red Cow ; 

 Where, for fane fturdy foot-ball Swain, 

 ]onejirokes a Sillibub or twaine. 

 The fields and gardens were befet 

 With Tulips, Crocus, Violet, 

 And now, though late, the modejl Rofe 

 Did more then half a blujh difclofe. 

 Thus all looks gay andfullof chear 

 To welcome the new liveried year. 



Thefe were the thoughts that then 

 poffeft the undifturbed mind of Sir 

 Henry Wotton. Will you hear the 

 wifh of another Angler, and the 

 commendation of his happy life, J- Da * 

 which he alfo iings in Verfe. 



Let me live harmlejly, and near the brink 

 Of Trent or Avon have a dwelling place. 

 Where I may fee my quil or cork down Jink, 

 With eager bit of Pearch, or Bleak, or Dace; 

 And on the world and my Crt at or think^ (brace ; 

 Whiljljome menjlnve, ill gotten goods f im- 



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