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IN PRAISE OF HUNTING:

Leaving the Town and PHILLIS.

Tell me no more of Venus, and her Boy,
His flaming Darts, and her transporting Joy;
With Dreams of Pleasure they delude our Mind,
Which pass more swiftly than the fleeting Wind;
The bright, the Chaste Diana I'le adore,
She'll free my Heart from Love's insulting Power;
Thro' pleasing Groves, and o're the healthful Plain,
She leads the innocent, and happy Swain.

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Then farewel guilty Crowds, and empty Noise;
I leave you for more pure, and lasting Joys;
In stately Woods, guilded with Morning Rays,
I'll teach the Eccho's great Diana's Praise.