. Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . a5. Has not another PhaetonMounted the Chariot of the Sun,And, wanting Art to guide his Horse,Is hurrid from the Suns due course. If this hold on, our fertile LandsWill soon be turnd to parched Sands,And not an Onion that will growWithout a Nile to overflow. The grazing Herds now droop and without labour fit to faint,And willingly forsook their MeatTo seek out cover from the heat. The lagging Ox is now larding the new turnd-up Hobbinal alike oer-laid,Takes his course dinner to

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. Poems from the works of Charles Cotton; newly decorated by Claud Lovat Fraser . a5. Has not another PhaetonMounted the Chariot of the Sun,And, wanting Art to guide his Horse,Is hurrid from the Suns due course. If this hold on, our fertile LandsWill soon be turnd to parched Sands,And not an Onion that will growWithout a Nile to overflow. The grazing Herds now droop and without labour fit to faint,And willingly forsook their MeatTo seek out cover from the heat. The lagging Ox is now larding the new turnd-up Hobbinal alike oer-laid,Takes his course dinner to the shade.

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