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Where Lelius dresses his paternal lands;
Where water gushes, and where woods extends,
To share each beauty, Lelius calls his friends;
A desert scene, 'till they adorn his bow'rs;
A naked waste, till they partake his flow'rs,
Nor this, though sweet, the greatest bliss he feels,
That greatest bliss his modesty conceals.
Pass the green slope which bounds his fair domain,
And seek the valley drooping from the plain;
There, in a blossom'd nook, by pomp unseen,
An aged couple lead a life serene;
And there, behind those elms, a sickly pair
Exchange their labours for a softer care:
'Twas Lelius that gave to sickness this repose,
And plac'd life's second cradle near th' rose;
In his own hall though louder joys prevail,
A dearer transport whispers from the vale;
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In those small cots his bosom finds a home.
Fame, fortune, friends, can Providence give more?
Go, ask of Heav'n the blessings of the poor!
A greater comfort would you still supply?
Then wipe the tear from Sorrow's streaming eye;
For social kindness to another shown,
Expands the bliss to make it more your own.
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