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ONEY, the gift of heav'n, aerial dew,

I Sing; ! deign this part to view:

Replete with wonder trivial things I'll trace;

The dauntless leaders, manners of a race,

The studies, people, battles, I'll relate:

Slight is the subject, but the glory great;

If adverse Deities my labour spare,

And with his aid Apollo crown my pray'r.

First for your bees a seat and station find,

On every side impervious to the wind,

Else sweets will load their little thighs in vain:

Nor let the wanton kids, and wooly train, Frisk,