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Return'd her all the thanks fhe could afford;
And took her friendly hostess at her word :
Who entering first her lowly roof, a shed
With hoary mofs, and winding ivy spread,
Honeft enough to hide an humble hermit's head,
Thus graciously bespoke her welcome guest:
So might these walls,with your fair presence bleft,
Become your dwelling-place of everlasting rest ;
Not for a night, or quick revolving year,
Welcome an owner, not a fojourner.
This peaceful feat my poverty fecurés ;
War feldom enters but where wealth allures:
Nor yet despise it; for this poor abode

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 :
Be emulous of him, and pomp difdain,
And dare not to debafe your foul to gain.

The filent stranger stood amaz'd to see
Contempt of wealth, and wilful poverty:
And, tho ill habits are not foon controul'd,
Awhile suspended her defire of gold.

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But civilly drew in her sharpen'd paws,
Not violating hospitable laws,

And pacify'd her tail, and lick'd her frothy jaws.
The Hind did firft her country cates provide ;
Then couch'd herself securely by her fide.




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;
And mother Hubbard, in her homely dress,
Has fharply blam'd a British Lioness;

queen, whose feast the factious rabble keep,
Expos'd obscenely naked and asleep.
Led by those great examples, may not I
The wanted organs of their words supply?
If men tranfact like brutes, 'tis equal then
For brutes to claim the privilege of men.

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.
She turn'd the talk, avoiding that extreme,
To common dangers paft, a fadly-pleafing theme,
Remembring every storm which tofs'd the state,]
When both were objects of the public hate,
And dropt a tear betwixt for her own childrens

Nor fail'd fhe then a full review to make
Of what the Panther fuffer'd for her fake :

Her lost esteem, her truth, her loyal care,
Herfaith unfhaken to an exil'd heir,
Her strength to endure, her courage to defy;
Her choice of honorable infamy.

On thefe, prolixly thankful, fhe enlarg'd;
Then with acknowledgment herself she charg'd;
For friendship, of itself an holy tie,

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;
You, like the gaudy fly, your wings difplay,
And fip the fweets, and bafk in your great
patron's day.

This heard, the matron was not flow to find
What fort of malady had feiz'd her mind :
Difdain, with gnawing envy, fell defpight,
And canker'd malice ftood in open fight:
Ambition, intereft, pride without controul,
And jealoufy, the jaundice of the foul;
Revenge, the bloody minifter of ill,
With all the lean tormentors of the will.
"Twas eafy now to guess from whence arose
Her new-made union with her ancient foes,
Her forc'd civilities, her faint embrace,
Affected kindness with an alter'd face:
Yet durft she not too deeply probe the wound,
As hoping still the nobler parts were found:
But ftrove with anodynes to affwage the smart,
And mildly thus her med'cine did impart.

Complaints of lovers help to ease their pain;
It fhows a reft of kindness to complain;
A friendship loth to quit its former hold ;
And confcious merit may be juftly bold.
But much more juft your jealousy would fhew,
If other's good were injury to you :

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