CORYDON: A PASTORAL. John Cunningham Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T124631 1073 K099398.000 Mendez, Moses. A collection of the most esteemed pieces of poetry: that have appeared for several years. With variety of originals, by the late Moses Mendez, Esq; and other contributors to Dodsley's collection. To which this is intended as a supplement. London printed for Richardson and Urquhart 1767 pp. 317-319. [8],320p. ; 8⁰.

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CORYDON : A PASTORAL . To the Memory of WILLIAM SHENSTONE , Esq BY THE SAME . I. COME , shepherds , we'll follow the hearse , We'll see our lov'd Corydon laid , Tho' sorrow may blemish the verse , Yet let a sad tribute be paid . They call'd him the pride of the plain ; In sooth he was gentle and kind ! He mark'd on his elegant strain The graces that glow'd in his mind . II . On purpose he planted yon trees , That birds in the covert might dwell ; He cultur'd his thyme for the bees , But never wou'd rifle their cell . Ye lambkins that play'd at his feet , Go bleat — and your master bemoan ; His music was artless and sweet , His manners as mild as your own . III . No verdure shall cover the vale , No bloom on the blossoms appear ; The sweets of the forest shall fail , And winter discolour the year . No birds in our hedges shall sing , ( Our hedges so vocal before ) Since he that should welcome the spring , Can greet the gay season no more . IV . His Phillis was fond of his praise , And poets came round in a throng ; They listen'd , — they envy'd his lays , But which of them equal'd his song ? Ye shepherds , henceforward be mute , For lost is the pastoral strain ; So give me my Corydon's flute , And thus — let me break it in twain .