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One boundless Green or flourish'd Carpet views,
With all the mournful Family of Yews;
The thriving Plants ignoble Broomsticks made
Now sweep those Allies they were born to shade.
With all the mournful Family of Yews;
The thriving Plants ignoble Broomsticks made
Now sweep those Allies they were born to shade.
Yet hence the Poor are cloth'd, the Hungry fed;
Health to himself, and to his Infants Bread
The Lab'rer bears; What thy hard Heart denies,
Thy charitable Vanity supplies.
Another Age shall see the golden Ear
Imbrown thy Slope, and nod on thy Parterre,
Deep Harvests bury all thy Pride has plann'd,
And laughing Ceres re-assume the Land.
Health to himself, and to his Infants Bread
The Lab'rer bears; What thy hard Heart denies,
Thy charitable Vanity supplies.
Another Age shall see the golden Ear
Imbrown thy Slope, and nod on thy Parterre,
Deep Harvests bury all thy Pride has plann'd,
And laughing Ceres re-assume the Land.
At Timon's Villa let us pass a Day,
Where all cry out, "What Sums are thrown away!
So proud, so grand, of that stupendous Air,
Soft and Agreeable come never there.
Greatness, with Timon, dwells in such a Draught
As brings all Brobdignag before your Thought:
To compass this, his Building is a Town,
His Pond an Ocean, his Parterre a Down;
Where all cry out, "What Sums are thrown away!
So proud, so grand, of that stupendous Air,
Soft and Agreeable come never there.
Greatness, with Timon, dwells in such a Draught
As brings all Brobdignag before your Thought:
To compass this, his Building is a Town,
His Pond an Ocean, his Parterre a Down;
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