Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: DAMOETAS. Say in what fields, my sweetly warbling swain, The circling skies three ells in space contain ? And for your skill, my Phoebus, you shall reign. MENALCAS. Say in what fields the flow'rs fresh blooming gro Which fair inscrib'd the names of monarchs show And for your art, dear Phyllis I'll bestow. PALAEMON. What song excels, is past my power to name ; Both you and he alike the prize may claim; And ev'ry swain, who skill'd like you, can sing) What joys and pains from love's dire passion spring; Now stop the floods, dear boys, no more proceed, Enough the streams have drench'd the thirsty mead. ECLOGUE THE FIFTH. ARGUMENT. The subject of this beautiful eclogue is the death and deification of Julius Csesar. The poet seems to be much elevated by the importance of the subject The composition is laboured and elegant; and the scene beautiful, and adapted to the solemnity of the occasion, as the shepherds sit and sing under a canopy of wild vines in ttie solemn gloom of a grotto, and surrounded with a grove of hazles and elms. The season, summer, but the time of the day does not appear to be specified. chapter{Section 4DAPHNIS, MENALCAS, MOPSUS. MENALCAS. Since tlius we meet, dear youth, both skilful swains, Thou on soft reeds, and I in vocal strains. Why rest we not in tliis sweet sylvan scene, Where elms, with hazles mix'd, o'ershade the green? MOPSUS. To you, mine elder, I obedience yield, Whether we rest amidst the flow'ry field, O'erhung with branches of wide spreading trees, That wave their shades to ev'ry gentle breeze; Or will you rather yon cool grotto chuse, Where the wild vines tkeir clust'ring grapes diffuse MENALCAS. Of all the swains, whom on these hills we view, Amyntas only may compare with you. MOPSUS. What,...