Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . 34. Philomel chants it whilst she bleeds,The Bittern booms it in the Reeds,And Reynard entring the back Yard,The Capitolian Cry is heard. The Goblin now the Fool alarms,Haggs meet to mumble ore their Charms;The Night-mare rides the dreaming Ass,And Fairies trip it on the grass. The Drunkard now supinely load of Ale sweats through his Pores,Yet when he wakes the Swine shall findA Cropala remains behind. The Sober now and Chast are blestWith sweet, and with refreshing to sound sleeps theyve best p

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Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . 34. Philomel chants it whilst she bleeds,The Bittern booms it in the Reeds,And Reynard entring the back Yard,The Capitolian Cry is heard. The Goblin now the Fool alarms,Haggs meet to mumble ore their Charms;The Night-mare rides the dreaming Ass,And Fairies trip it on the grass. The Drunkard now supinely load of Ale sweats through his Pores,Yet when he wakes the Swine shall findA Cropala remains behind. The Sober now and Chast are blestWith sweet, and with refreshing to sound sleeps theyve best pretence,Have greatest share of Innocence.

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