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[Nereides:] Eclogue XII.

Murex, Glaucus.
1 Seest thou yon Fleet, that slowly moves in State?
2 The Sea has scarce a Depth to bear the pressing Weight.
3 These ev'ry Shore has seen; all Climates know,
4 As far as Lands extend, or Waters flow.
* Leake.
Lacon the Chief, who guides the floating Host,
6 As late I heard, when near the British Coast,
7 Unseen I stood, while thus a fishing Swain
8 Half-frozen said, and to his Mate began.
1 Fish.
9 Pity, ye Gods, and thaw the rigid Frost,
10 My Hands are stiff, and all my Feeling lost.
11 The Moon with sharpen'd Horns looks coldly bright,
12 And thus augments the Chillness of the Night.
13 Bright icy Spangles gild the shining Oar,
14 And snowy Flakes have whit'ned all the Shore.
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15 How curst the Fate! How hard the Fisher's Lot,
16 To toil for ever thus, and toil for nought?
17 Midst all the Gloom, and Horrors of the Night,
18 When rambling Elves, and shrieking Ghosts affright,
19 On restless Waters we are labouring tost,
20 To catch the falling Ice, and hoary Frost;
21 While the soft Dames of the luxurious Town
22 On yielding Beds are laid, and ev'ry Clown
23 When Night draws near, unyokes the willing Beast,
24 Then eats his fill; and thus by Heav'n blest,
25 On smelling heaps of Straw he takes unenvy'd Rest.
26 Or else deceives a while the Winter Nights
27 With pleasing Tales, and Stories feign'd of Sprites.
28 With waking Care, when we at length have caught
29 The mighty Prize, we so impatient sought;
30 The squeamish Town rejects it all with Scorn,
31 And empty we with fruitless Pain return.
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32 O! might I live content a Shepherd Swain,
33 And sit on grassy Vales, and view the circling Plain:
34 How blest were I, would me the Gods allow
35 To goad the Ox, and hold the bending Plow,
36 Or on the rising Ridge with equal Hand
37 To strow the scatter'd Seeds, and stock the furrow'd Land.
38 Thus he; But th'aged Sire, whose hoary Head
39 Had seen more Years, with calm Experience said,
2 Fish.
40 All their Fortune is of all the worst;
41 Each Man (himself a Judge) is truly curst.
42 Thro' Ign'rance we commend a Life unknown,
43 And praise another's State, and grieve our own,
44 While he as much complains; is pin'd with Care,
45 And gladly would exchange his envy'd Share.
46 The Gods on us a daily Feast bestow,
47 For which no Price we pay, no Thanks we owe.
48 The Cod (delicious Food!) Mullets and Soles,
49 And shining Mack'rell swim for us in Shoals.
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50 Such Fare the wealthy Citizen will prize,
51 Ev'n when they stink, (long kept) and we despise.
52 While on sow'r Herbs the Shepherds poorly feed,
53 Or sapless Cheese, and Crusts of mouldy Bread;
54 Or if it chance a stragling Lamb be drown'd,
55 With Sighs he eats what he with Sorrow found:
56 He grieves his Loss, and ever is in pain
57 By snowy Winters, or by Summer's Rain.
58 All do not love in clotting Fields to sweat,
59 Where clayie Fallows clog the labouring Feet.
60 But who's not pleas'd to walk on easy Sand,
61 While waving Heaps are by the Zephyrs fann'd,
62 And wanton Gales, that whistle in the Weeds,
63 From flowing Grass disperse the riper Seeds.
64 Who will not gather the deserted Shells,
65 Or climb steep Rocks, and search the hollow Cells
66 For hidden Eggs, while all the Birds in vain
67 Fly sorrowing round, and with loud Threats complain?
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68 No earthy Fumes, or noisy Insect here
69 Disturb, or taint the unmolested Air.
70 Venus protects the Sea, from whence she came,
71 And Love in Water can preserve his Flame.
72 The Nymph to leavy Woods, and shady Groves
73 The Sea prefers; the Sea the Triton loves;
74 Lacon the Sea prefers to flow'ry Meads,
75 And o'er unfathom'd Depths the Navy leads.
76 While he defends our Isle from hostile Fleets,
77 The Fisher undisturb'd at leisure sits;
78 His Nets secure fear nought but Waves and Wind,
79 Or boist'rous Fish, who will not be confin'd.
80 Lacon will not despise the Fisher's Cott,
81 But pleasing looks, and often hails our Boat.
82 If e'er he comes again, he has from me
83 The choicest Spoils of all the rifled Sea,
84 Buckhorn, and salted Cod, Sprats smoak'd and dry,
85 And Oysters, that unshell'd in Pickle lie.
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86 He said, and from him shook the falling Ice,
87 When to him thus th'enliven'd Youth replies.
1 Fish.
88 Lacon! The Name has thaw'd my stagnate Blood:
89 It springs thro' ev'ry Vein; I feel the circling Flood.
90 No Midnight Chills can harm, nor falling Sleet;
91 Joy fills the Soul, and spreads diffusive Heat,
92 Tho' the bright Moon, and ev'ry shining Star
93 Encrease the Cold, and whet the piercing Air:
94 Who Lacon loves, him may the Nymphs attend,
95 And from the Shelves, and Rocks unseen defend.
96 Who Lacon hate (if there be such) may they
97 Dash'd in rough Storms sink down to Fish a grateful Prey.
98 Would he permit, I'd leave my fishing Oars,
99 And venture on the Main to distant Shores.
100 I am no Stranger to the Seas, and know
101 What 'tis to dance on Waves, when Winds too rudely blow.
2 Fish.
102 Fond Youth (returns the Sire) wilt thou compare
103 These rotten Boats to mighty Ships of War?
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104 Whose steddy Bulks can stem the Ocean-Floods,
105 And with their Masts o'er-lock the flitting Clouds;
106 Wer't thou to climb that Height, a strange Surprize
107 Would loose thy Hold, and turn thy swiming Eyes.
108 Ambition suits not him, whose Birth is mean;
109 The Gods despise the proud, and love the humble Swain.
110 He said, and ended thus th'alternate Song:
111 I drove the Fish, and the unthinking Throng
112 Press to their Boat, and fill the swelling Net;
113 They joyous seize the Prey, and all their Pain forget.


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Title (in Source Edition): [Nereides:] Eclogue XII.
Themes: happiness; contentment
Genres: heroic couplet; dialogue; pastoral; eclogue
References: DMI 36359

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Diaper, William, d. 1717. Nereides: or Sea-Eclogues. London: Printed by J. H. for E. Sanger, at the Post-House, at the Middle-Temple-Gate in Fleetstreet, 1712, pp. 52-58. x, 69 p. (ESTC T126092) (Page images digitized from a copy in the Bodleian Library, Antiq. e.E. 1712.3)

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