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B. III.
 * Whate'er you study, in whate'er you sweat,

Indulge your taste. Some love the manly foils; The tennis some; and some the graceful dance. Others, more hardy, range the purple heath, Or naked stubble; where from field to field The sounding coveys urge their labouring flight; Eager amid the rising cloud to pour The gun's unerring thunder: And there are Whom still the meed of the green archer charms. He chuses best, whose labour entertains His vacant fancy most: The toil you hate Fatigues you soon, and scarce improves your limbs.

As beauty still has blemish; and the mind The most accomplish'd its imperfect side; Few bodies are there of that happy mould Rh