Page:Cyder - a poem in two books (1708).djvu/79

72 Imparts his smoaking Vintage, sweet Reward Of his own Industry; the well fraught Bowl Circles incessant, whilst the humble Cell With quavering Laugh, and rural Jests resounds. Ease, and Content, and undissembled Love Shine in each Face; the Thoughts of Labour past Encrease their Joy. As, from retentive Cage When sullen Philomel escapes, her Notes She varies, and of past Imprisonment Sweetly complains; her Liberty retriev'd Cheers her sad Soul, improves her pleasing Song. Gladsome they quaff, yet not exceed the Bounds Of healthy Temp'rance, nor incroach on Night, Season of Rest, but well bedew'd repair Each to his Home, with unsupplanted Feet. E'er Heav'n's emblazon'd by the rosie Dawn Domestic Cares awake them; brisk they rise, Refresh'd, and lively with the Joys that flow Rh