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 With what sublimest Joy from noisy Town, At Rural Seat, Lucretius retir'd, Flaccus, untainted by perplexing Cares, Where the white Poplar, and the lofty Pine Join Neighbouring Boughs, sweet Hospitable shade Creating, from Phæbean Rays secure, A cool Retreat, with few well chosen Friends On flowry Mead Recumbent, spent the Hours In Mirth Innocuous, and Alternate Verse! With Roses Interwoven, Poplar wreaths Their Temples bind, dress of Sylvestrian Gods; Choicest Nectarian Juice Crown'd largest Bowles, And overlook'd the lid, alluring sight, Of fragrant Scent, attractive, tast Divine! Whether from Formian Grape depress'd, Falern Or Setin, Massic, Gauran or Sabine, Lesbian or Cæcuban, the cheating Bowl Mov'd briskly round, and spur'd their heightned Wit To sing Mecænas praise their Patron kind.

But we, not as our Pristrin fires repair T' umbrageous Grot or Vale, but when the Sun Faintly from Western Skies his Rays oblique Darts slopping, and to Thetis watry Lap Hastens in prone Career, with Friends Select Swiftly we hie to Devil Young or Old