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l. And Thurine Bays, and Temises, behind;

Soft Sybaris, and all the Capes that stand
Along the Shore, he makes in sight of Land;
Still doubling, and still coasting, till he found
The Mouth of Æfaris, and promis’d Ground,
Then faw where, on the Margin of the Flood,
The Tomb that held the Bones of Croton stood:
Here, by the God's Command, he built and wall?d
The Place predicted; and Crotona calld:
Thus Fame, from time to time, delivers down
The sure Tradition of th’Italian Town.

Here dwelt the Man divine whom Samos bore,
But now Self-banilh'd from his Native Shore,
Because he hated Tyrants, nor cou'd bear
The Chains which none but servile Souls will wear:
He, tho'from Heav'n remote,to Heav'n cou'd move,
With Strength of Mind, and tread th’Abyss above;
And penetrate, with his interior Light, [Sight:
Those upper Depths, which Nature hid from
And what he had obsery'd, and learnt from thence,
Lov'd in familiar Language to dispence.

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The Crowd with silent Admiration stand, Andheard him, as they heard theirGod'sCommand; While he discours'd of Heav'ns mysterious Laws, The World's Original, and Nature's Cause; And what was God, and why the fleecy Snows In Silence fell, and rattling Winds árofe; What shook the stedfast Earth, and whence begun The Dance of Planets round the radiant Sun; If Thunder was the Voice of angry fove, Or Clouds, with Nitre pregnant, burst above: Of thefe, and Things beyond the common Reach, He spoke, and charm’d his Audience with his

Speech.. He first the Taste of Flesh from Tables drove, And argu'd well, if Arguments cou'd move. O Mortals ! from your Fellows Blood abstain, Nor taint your Bodies with a Food profane : While Corn and Pulse by Nature are bestow'd, And planted Orchards bend their willing Load; While labour'd Gardens wholsom Herbs produce, And teeming Vines afford their gen’rous Juice;

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While Kine to Pails distended Udders bring,
And Bees their Hony redolent of Spring;
While Earth not only can your Needs supply, ir
But, lavish of her Store, provides for Luxury:
A guiltless Feaft administers with Ease,
And without Blood is prodigal to please.
Wild Beasts their Maws with their slain Brethren
And yet not all, for some refuse to kill:

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Sheep, Goats, and Oxen, and the nobler Steed,
On Browz; and Corn, and flow'ry Meadows, feed.
Bears, Tygers, Wolves, the Lion's angry Brood,
Whom Heav'n endu'd with Principles of Blood,
He wisely sundred from the rest, to yell
In Forests, and in lonely Caves to dwell,
Where stronger Beasts oppress the weak by Might,
And all in Prey and Purple Feafts delight.

O impious Use! to Nature's Laws oppos’d,
Where Bowels are in other Bowels clos'd:
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'Tis then for nought that Mother Earth provides
The Stores of all the shows, and all she hides,
If Men with fleshy Morsels must be fed,
And chaw with bloody Teeth the breathing Bread:
What else is this but to devour our Guests,
And barb'rously renew Cyclopean Feasts!
We, by destroying Life, our Life fustain;
And

gorge th’ungodly Maw with Meats obscene.
Not so the Golden Age, who fed on Fruit,
Nor durft with bloody Meals their Mouths pollute.
Then Birds in airy Space might fafely move,
And tim'rous Hares on Heaths securely rove:
Nor needed Fish the guileful Hooks to fear,
For all was peaceful; and that Peace sincere.
Whoever was the Wretch (and curs'd be he)
That envy'd first our Food's Simplicity;
Th'essay of bloody Feafts on Brutes began,
And after forg’d the Sword to murther Man.
Had he the sharpen’d Steel alone employ'd,
On Beasts of Prey that other Beasts destroy'd,
Or Man invaded with their Fangs and Paws,
This had been justify'd by Nature's Laws,

And Self-defence: But who did Feasts begin
Of Flesh, He stretch'd Necessity to Sin.
To kill Man-killers, Man has lawful Pow'r,
But not th’extended Licence, to devour.

Ill Habits gather by unseen degrees,
As Brooks make Rivers, Rivers run to Seas.
The Sow, with her broad Snout for rooting up
Th’intrusted Seed, was judg’d to spoil the Crop,
And intercept the sweating Farmer's Hope:
The covet’ous Churl, of unforgiving kind,
Th’ Offender to the bloody Priest resign’d:
Her Hunger was no Plea: For that she dy'd.
The Goat came next in order, to be try’d:
The Goat had cropt the Tendrills of the Vine:
In vengeance Laity and Clergy join,
Where one had lost his Profit, one his Wine.
Here was, at least, fome Shadow of Offence:
The Sheep was facrific'd on no pretence,
But meek and unresisting Innocence.
A patient, useful Creature, born to bear
The warm and woollyFleece,that cloath'd her Mur-
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