Poematia latine partim reddita partim scripta a VBourne . Efpairing befide a clear Stream, A Shepherd forfaken was laid ;And while a falfe Nymph was hisTheme,A Willow fupported his Winds, that blew over the Plain,To his Sighs with a Sigh did repJy;And the Brook, in Return to his Pain,Ran mournfully murmuring by. Alas ! fifly Swain that I was! Thus fadly cornplaining, he cryd ;WBeu firft 1 beheld that feir Face, Twcre better by far I had dyd :She talkd, and I bleft the dear Tongue ; When fhe fmilM, twas a Pleafure too greatI liftenM, and cryM, when ihe fung, Was Hightingale ever fg fwe

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Poematia latine partim reddita partim scripta a VBourne . Efpairing befide a clear Stream, A Shepherd forfaken was laid ;And while a falfe Nymph was hisTheme,A Willow fupported his Winds, that blew over the Plain,To his Sighs with a Sigh did repJy;And the Brook, in Return to his Pain,Ran mournfully murmuring by. Alas ! fifly Swain that I was! Thus fadly cornplaining, he cryd ;WBeu firft 1 beheld that feir Face, Twcre better by far I had dyd :She talkd, and I bleft the dear Tongue ; When fhe fmilM, twas a Pleafure too greatI liftenM, and cryM, when ihe fung, Was Hightingale ever fg fweet! How.

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