Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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That ancient Time, we call the Golden-Age,
Was happy: when Earth's Fruits, and wholsom Herbs,
Were Man's delicious Food; e'er he with Blood
His Lips polluted.—Safely thro' the Air
The Bird then wing'd his Way: then o'er the Plains
The Hare securely wander'd, void of Fear:
Nor did his Confidence the Fish betray,
Or guileful Hooks ensnare.—All, then, sincere,
And unsuspicious, perfect Peace enjoy'd.—
Was happy: when Earth's Fruits, and wholsom Herbs,
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His Lips polluted.—Safely thro' the Air
The Bird then wing'd his Way: then o'er the Plains
The Hare securely wander'd, void of Fear:
Nor did his Confidence the Fish betray,
Or guileful Hooks ensnare.—All, then, sincere,
And unsuspicious, perfect Peace enjoy'd.—
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