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16 Of that Gigantic Race; which, as he breaks The clotted Glebe, the Plowman haply finds, Appall'd. Upon that treacherous Tract of Land, She whilome stood; now Ceres, in her Prime, Smiles fertile, and, with ruddiest Freight bedeckt, The Apple-Tree, by our Fore-fathers Blood Improv'd, that now recalls the devious Muse, Urging her destin'd Labours to persue.
 * The Prudent will observe, what Passions reign

In various Plants (for not to Man alone, But all the wide Creation, Nature gave Love, and Aversion): Everlasting Hate The Vine to Ivy bears, nor less abhors The Coleworts Rankness; but, with amorous Twine, Clasps the tall Elm: the Pæstan Rose unfolds Her Bud, more lovely, near the fetid Leek, Rh