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VI.

As he one Morning, long before the Dawn,

Prick'd through the Forest to dislodge his Prey,
Deep in the winding Bosom of a Lawn,
With Wood wild-fring'd, he marked a Taper's Ray,
That from the beating Rain, and wintry Fray,
Did to a lonely Cott his Steps decoy;
There, up to earn the Needments of the Day,
He found Dame Poverty, nor fair nor coy:
Her he compress'd, and fill'd Her with a lusty Boy.

VII.

Amid the green-wood Shade this Boy was bred,

And grew at last a Knight of muchel Fame,
Of active Mind and vigorous Lustyhed,
The Knight of Arts and Industry by Name.
Earth was his Bed, the Boughs his Roof did frame;
He knew no Beverage but the flowing Stream;
His tasteful well-earn'd Food the silvan Game,
Or the brown Fruit with which the Wood-Lands teem:
The same to him glad Summer, or the Winter breme.

VIII.