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Beneath the shade a spreading Beech displays	A
Hylas and Aegon sung their rural lays	A
This mourn'd a faithless that an absent Love	B
And Delia's name and Doris' fill'd the Grove	C
Ye Mantuan nymphs your sacred succour bring	D
Hylas and gon's rural lays I sing	D
Thou whom the Nine with Plautus' wit inspire	E
The art of Terence and Menander's fire	F
Whose sense instructs us and whose humour charms	G
Whose judgement sways us and whose spirit warms	H
Oh skill'd in Nature see the hearts of Swains	H
Their artless passions and their tender pains	H
Now setting Phoebus shone serenely bright	I
And fleecy clouds were streak'd with purple light	I
When tuneful Hylas with melodious moan	J
Taught rocks to weep and made the mountains groan	J
Go gentle gales and bear my sighs away	K
To Delia's ear the tender notes convey	K
As some sad Turtle his lost love deplores	H
And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores	H
Thus far from Delia to the winds I mourn	L
Alike unheard unpity'd and forlorn	L
Go gentle gales and bear my sighs along	M
For her the feather'd quires neglect their song	M
For her the limes their pleasing shades deny	N
For her the lilies hang their heads and die	N
Ye flow'rs that droop forsaken by the spring	D
Ye birds that left by summer cease to sing	D
Ye trees that fade when autumn heats remove	O
Say is not absence death to those who love	B
Go gentle gales and bear my sighs away	K
Curs'd be the fields that cause my Delia's stay	K
Fade ev'ry blossom wither ev'ry tree	P
Die ev'ry flow'r and perish all but she	P
What have I said where'er my Delia flies	H
Let spring attend and sudden flow'rs arise	H
Let op'ning roses knotted oaks adorn	L
And liquid amber drop from ev'ry thorn	L
Go gentle gales and bear my sighs along	M
The birds shall cease to tune their ev'ning song	M
The winds to breathe the waving woods to move	O
And streams to murmur e'er I cease to love	B
Not bubbling fountains to the thirsty swain	Q
Not balmy sleep to lab'rers faint with pain	Q
Not show'rs to larks nor sun shine to the bee	P
Are half so charming as thy sight to me	P
Go gentle gales and bear my sighs away	K
Come Delia come ah why this long delay	K
Thro' rocks and caves the name of Delia sounds	H
Delia each cave and echoing rock rebounds	H
Ye pow'rs what pleasing frenzy sooths my mind	R
Do lovers dream or is my Delia kind	R
She comes my Delia comes Now cease my lay	K
And cease ye gales to bear my sighs away	K
Next gon sung while Windsor groves admir'd	S
Rehearse ye Muses what yourselves inspir'd	S
Resound ye hills resound my mournful strain	Q
Of perjur'd Doris dying I complain	Q
Here where the mountains less'ning as they rise	H
Lose the low vales and steal into the skies	H
While lab'ring oxen spent with toil and heat	T
In their loose traces from the field retreat	T
While curling smokes from village tops are seen	U
And the fleet shades glide o'er the dusky green	U
Resound ye hills resound my mournful lay	K
Beneath yon' poplar oft we past the day	K
Oft' on the rind I carv'd her am'rous vows	H
While she with garlands hung the bending boughs	H
The garlands fade the vows are worn away	K
So dies her love and so my hopes decay	K
Resound ye hills resound my mournful strain	Q
Now bright Arcturus glads the teeming grain	Q
Now golden fruits on loaded branches shine	V
And grateful clusters swell with floods of wine	V
Now blushing berries paint the yellow grove	C
Just Gods shall all things yield returns but love	B
Resound ye hills resound my mournful lay	K
The shepherds cry Thy flocks are left a prey	K
Ah what avails it me the flocks to keep	W
Who lost my heart while I preserv'd my sheep	W
Pan came and ask'd what magic caus'd my smart	X
Or what ill eyes malignant glances dart	X
What eyes but hers alas have pow'r to move	O
And is here magic but what dwells in love	B
Resound ye hills resound my mournful strains	H
I'll fly from shepherds flocks and flow'ry plains	H
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From shepherds flocks and plains I may remove	O
Forsake mankind and all the world but love	B
I know thee Love on foreign Mountains bred	Y
Wolves gave thee suck and savage Tigers fed	Y
Thou wert from tna's burning entrails torn	L
Got by fierce whirlwinds and in thunder born	L
Resound ye hills resound my mournful lay	K
Farewell ye woods adieu the light of day	K
One leap from yonder cliff shall end my pains	H
No more ye hills no more resound my strains	H
Thus sung the shepherds till th' approach of night	I
The skies yet blushing with departing light	I
When falling dews with spangles deck'd the glade	Z
And the low sun had lengthen'd ev'ry shade	Z

Alexander Pope

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