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BOOK I.  An inmate Orchat ev'ry Apple boasts. Thus All things by Experience are display'd, And Most improv'd. Then sedulously think To meliorate thy Stock; no Way, or Rule Be unassay'd; prevent the Morning Star Assiduous, nor with the Western Sun Surcease to work; lo! thoughtful of Thy Gain, Not of my Own, I all the live-long Day Consume in Meditation deep, recluse From human Converse, nor, at shut of Eve, Enjoy Repose; but oft at Midnight Lamp Ply my brain-racking Studies, if by chance Thee I may counsel right; and oft this Care Disturbs me slumbring. Wilt thou then repine To labour for thy Self? and rather chuse To lye supinely, hoping, Heav'n will bless Thy slighted Fruits, and give thee Bread unearn'd?  Rh