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 Witness, ye lowing Herds, who lent him Milk; Witness, ye Flocks, whose woolly Vestments far Exceed soft India's Cotton, or her Silk; Witness, with Autumn charg'd, the nodding Car, That homeward came beneath sweet Evening's Star, Or of september-Moons the Radiance mild. O hide thy Head, abominable War! Of Crimes and ruffian Idleness the Child!

Nor, from his deep Retirement, banish'd was Th' amusing Cares of Rural Industry. Still, as with grateful Change the Seasons pass, New Scenes arise, new strike the Eye, And all th' enliven'd Country beautify: Gay Plains extend where Marshes slept before; O'er recent Meads th' exulting Streamlets fly; Dark frowning Heaths grow bright with Ceres' store,