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Well worthy views, quoth I, rie all around, But certes, lever would I ee and hear, How, oft, the gentle plant of generous ground And fairet bloom no ripend fruit will bear: Oft have I hed, perdie, the better tear To ee the hoots of Vertue hrink and dy, Untimely blated in the oft greene eare: What evil blight thus works uch villainy, To tell, O reverend Seer, thy prompt enchantment try.

Ah me! how little doe unthinking Youth Foreee the orrowes of their elder age! Full oft, quoth he, my Boom melts with ruth To note the follies of their early tage, Where Diipations cup full deepe they pledge; Ne can the Wizards aws diperse to flight The ills that oon will warre against them wage, Ne may the pells that lay the church-yarde Spright, From Pleaures ervile bands releae the luckles Wight.