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 Elated man, forgetful of his charge." "But haste, begin the rites : see purple Eve Stretches her shadows : all ye Nymphs and Swains ! Hither assemble. Pleas'd with honours due, Sabrina, guardian of the crystal flood, Shall bless our cares, when she by moonlight clear Skims o'er the dales, and eyes our sleeping folds ; Or in hoar caves around Plynlymmon's brow, Where precious minerals dart their purple gleams, Among her sisters she reclines ; the lov'd Vaga, profuse of graces, Ryddol rough, Blithe Ystwith, and Clevedoc, swift of foot ; And mingles various seeds of flow'rs and herbs, In the divided torrents, ere they burst Thro' the dark clouds, and down the mountain roll. Nor taint-worm shall infect the yeaning herds, Nor penny-grass nor spearwort's pois'nous leaf." He said : with light fantastic toe the nymphs Thither assembled, thither every swain ; And o'er the dimpled stream a thousand flow'rs, Pale lilies, roses, violets, and pinks, Mix'd with the greens of burnet, mint, and thyme, And trefoil, sprinkled with their sportive arms. Such custom holds along th' irriguous vales From Wreakin's brow to rocky Dolvoryn, Sabrina's early haunt, ere yet she fled The search of Guendolen, her stepdame proud, With envious hate enrag'd. The jolly cheer, Spread on a mossy bank, untouch'd abides Till cease the rites ; and now the mossy bank Is gaily circled, and the jolly cheer Dispers'd in copious measure; early fruits, And those of frugal store, in husk or rind ; Steep'd grain, and curdled milk with dulcet cream Soft temper'd, in full merriment they quaff,