A Farewel to the Town.
A New Song.
FArewel the Towns ungrateful Noise,
Hurry, Strife, that damps all Joys,
Where Reason proud Ambition blinds,
Frenzy of unquiet Minds,
Ease and Pleasure,
Blest with Leasure,
In sweet Groves my Choice shall be,
Cælia smiling,
Time beguiling,
Dear Content's a World to me.
Late manag'd Peace does nought avail,
Lawyers bawl, and Parsons rail,
A Friend against a Friend must be,
And darling Brothers disagree;
Yet their Stories,
Whiggs and Tories,
Both would change did gain appear,
Charming Graces
In a Place is
Of a thousand Pound a Year.
Great Pan has left his foreign Powers,
Where Peace sat smiling crown'd with Flowers,
To govern Albion's stubborn Flocks,
Whose Hearts are harder than their Rocks;
He that's Royal
Loves all Loyal
Hearts like mine, from Treason free,
Peace when lasting,
Love ne'er wasting,
Is a World to him and me.
Oh, State and Glory unconfin'd,
Thou burning Feaver of the Mind,
