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WINDSOR-FOREST.
Let old Arcadia boast her ample plain,
Th' immortal huntress, and her virgin-train,
Nor envy, Windsor! since thy shades have seen
As bright a Goddess, and as chaste a Queen;
Whose care, like hers, protects the sylvan reign,
The earth's fair light, and Empress of the main.
Here, as old Bards have sung, Diana stray'd,
Bath'd in the springs, or sought the cooling shade;
Here arm'd with silver bows, in early dawn,
Her buskin'd Virgins trac'd the dewy lawn.
Above the rest a rural nymph was fam'd,
Thy offspring, Thames! the fair Lodona nam'd,
(Lodona's fate, in long oblivion cast,
The Muse shall sing, and what she sings shall last)
Scarce could the Goddess from her nymph be known,
But by the crescent and the golden zone:
She scorn'd the praise of beauty, and the care;
A belt her waste, a fillet binds her hair,
A painted quiver on her shoulder sounds,
And with her dart the flying deer she wounds.
Th' immortal huntress, and her virgin-train,
Nor envy, Windsor! since thy shades have seen
As bright a Goddess, and as chaste a Queen;
Whose care, like hers, protects the sylvan reign,
The earth's fair light, and Empress of the main.
Here, as old Bards have sung, Diana stray'd,
Bath'd in the springs, or sought the cooling shade;
Here arm'd with silver bows, in early dawn,
Her buskin'd Virgins trac'd the dewy lawn.
Above the rest a rural nymph was fam'd,
Thy offspring, Thames! the fair Lodona nam'd,
(Lodona's fate, in long oblivion cast,
The Muse shall sing, and what she sings shall last)
Scarce could the Goddess from her nymph be known,
But by the crescent and the golden zone:
She scorn'd the praise of beauty, and the care;
A belt her waste, a fillet binds her hair,
A painted quiver on her shoulder sounds,
And with her dart the flying deer she wounds.
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