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Return'd her all the thanks fhe could afford;
Has oft receiv'd, and yet receives a God;
A God victorious of a Stygian race
Here laid his facred limbs, and fanctify'd the
This mean retreat did mighty Pan contain :
The filent stranger stood amaz'd to see
But civilly drew in her sharpen'd paws,
And pacify'd her tail, and lick'd her frothy jaws.
UCH malice mingled with a little wit, Perhaps, may cenfure this myfterious writ: Because the muse has peopled Caledon
With Panthers, Bears, and Wolves, and beasts
As if we were not ftock'd with monfters of our
Let Æfop answer, who has fet to view
Such kinds as Greece and Phrygia never knew;
queen, whose feast the factious rabble keep,
Others our Hind of folly will indite, To entertain a dangerous gueft by night. Let thofe remember, that the cannot die 'Till rolling time is loft in round eternity; Nor need fhe fear the Panther, tho untam'd, Because the Lion's peace was now proclaim'd: The wary favage would not give offence, To forfeit the protection of her prince; But watch'd the time her vengeance to complete, When all her furry fons in frequent fenate met, Mean-while the quench'd her fury at the flood, And with a lenten fallad cool'd her blood. Their commons, tho but coarse, were nothing fcant, Nor did their minds an equal banquet want.
For now the Hind, whose noble nature strove T'exprefs her plain fimplicity of love, Did all the honors of her house fo well,
No sharp debates disturb'd the friendly meal.
Nor fail'd fhe then a full review to make
Her lost esteem, her truth, her loyal care,
On thefe, prolixly thankful, fhe enlarg'd;
Is made more facred by adversity.
Now should they part, malicious tongues would fay,
They met like chance companions on the way, Whom mutual fear of robbers had poffefs'd; While danger lafted, kindness was profefs'd; But that once o'er the short-liv'd union ends : The road divides, and there divide the friends.
The Panther nodded when her speech was done, And thank'd her coldly in a hollow tone: But faid her gratitude had gone too far For common offices of chriftian care. If to the lawful heir fhe had been true, She paid but Cæfar what was Cæfar's due. I might, fhe added, with like praise describe Your fuffering fons, and fo return your bribe: But incenfe from my hands is poorly priz'd; For gifts are scorn'd where givers are despis'd.
I ferv'd a turn, and then was caft away;
This heard, the matron was not flow to find
Complaints of lovers help to ease their pain;