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VER. 1–4 were thus printed in the first edition—

A faithful swain, whom Love had taught to sing,

Bewail'd his fate beside a silver spring;

Where gentle Thames his winding waters leads

Through verdant forests, and through flowery meads.

VER. 3, 4. Originally thus in the MS.—

There to the winds he plain'd his hapless love,

And Amaryllis fill'd the vocal grove.

VER. 27–29—

Oft in the crystal spring I cast a view,

And equall'd Hylas, if the glass be true;

But since those graces meet my eyes no more

I shun, &c.

VER. 79, 80—

Your praise the tuneful birds to heaven shall bear,

And listening wolves grow milder as they hear.

VER. 91—

Me love inflames, nor will his fires allay.