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THE RURAL CONCERT.

Now play me something sweet, for the Nymphs'

sake, Upon the double futes. Come, I will take My bow, and touch out something to begin; And Daphnis here with pleasure will throw in His wax-cemented breaths.- We'll seat us there Behind the cave, close by the oak's old hair, And through the leaves wake Pan with a sweet air.

BION AND MOSCHUS.

BION AND MOSCHUS.

THE TEACHER TAUGHT.

Bion.

I DREAMT I saw by me great Venus stand,
Leading a nodding infant by the hand,
And that she said to me familiarly,
Take Love, and teach him how to play to me.
She vanished then. And I, poor fool, must turn
To teach the boy, as if he wished to learn ;
I taught him all the pastoral songs I knew,
And used to sing; and I informed him tou

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