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With Aspect mild when Gallus greets my Eyes,
And challenges from this thy new Abode
The Hospitality he once bestow'd;
When Leominster Sheep, long from the Butcher kept,
Their Master's Bounty, and our Hunger wept;
And as on Pinsley's Sunny Banks we lay,
The Cyder Tons ran unperceiv'd away.
Here, as in Greek and Roman Times, we find
The pious Priest and tuneful Poet join'd;
His Verses what good Men should be declare,
And his whole Life informs us what they are,
Prudently gay, and chearfully severe.
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