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Come thou, my Friend! my Genius! come along;.
Oh, master of the poet, and the song;
And while the Muse now stoops, or now ascends
To man's low passions or their glorious ends,
Teach me, like thee, in various Nature wise,
ESS. ON MAN.
Printed for, and under the Direction of,
G. CAWTHORN, British Library, STRAND.
M DCC XCVI.
THE FABLE OF DRYOPE.
FROM THE NINTH BOOK OF
SHE said; and for her lost Galanthis sighs,
DIXIT: :et, admonitu veteris commota ministræ,