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PASTORALS.

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FIFTH PASTORAL.

CUDDY.IAnd bashful into woods and thickets fly, Mistrusting then our skill; yet if through time Our voice, improving, gain a pitch sublime, 4 Thy growing virtues, Sackville, shall engage My riper verse, and more aspiring age.
 The sun, now mounted to the noon of day, Began to shoot direct his burning ray; 8When, with the flocks, their feeders sought the shade A venerable oak wide-spreading made: What should they do to pass the loitering time?As fancy led, each form'd his tale in rhyme: 12

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