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heroes asleep, seized on both their armours, and withdrew in questof his darling Wotton,
He in the mean time had wandered long in search of some enterprize, till at length he arrived at a small rivulet, that issued from a fountain hard by, called in the language of mortal men Helicon. Here he stopped, and parched with thirst, resolved to allay it in this limpid stream. Thrice with profane hands he essayed to raise the water to his lips, and thrice it flipped all through his fingers. Then he stooped prone on his breast, but, e're his mouth had kissed the liquid crystal, Apollo came, and in the channel held his shield betwixt the modern and the fountain, so that he drew up nothing but mud: For, although no fountain on earth can compare with the clearness of Helicon, yet their lies at bottom a thick sediment of slime and mud; for fo Apollo begged of Jupiter, as a punishment to those, who durst attempt to taste it with unhallowed lips, and for a lesson to all, not to draw too deep, or far from the spring.
At the fountain-head Wotton discerned two heroes ; the one he could not distin
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guilh, but the other was soon known for Temple, general of the allies to the ancients, His back was turned, and he was employed in drinking large draughts in his helmet from the fountain, where he had withdrawn himself to rest from the toils
Wotton observing him, with quaking knees and trembling hands spoke thus to himself; Oh, that I could kill this destroyer of our army; what renown should I purchase among the chiefs ? but to isue out against him, man against man, field against shield, and lance against lance, what modern of us dare? for be fights like a god, and Pallas, or Apollo, are ever at bią elbow. But, oh, mother! if what fame reports be true, tbat I am the
son of so great e goddess, grant me to hit Temple
with this lance, that the stroke may send bim to bell, and that I may return in safety and triumpb laden with his spoils. The first
prayer the gods granted at the intercession of his motber, and of Momus ; but the rest, by a perverse wind sent from fate, was scattered in the air. Then Wotton grasped his lance, and brandishing it
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thrice over his head, darted it with all his
Boyle was allisted in this at Oxford, celebrated for their difpute by. Dean Aldrich, Dr. genius and their learning, then Atterbury, afterwards Bishop called the Chrift-Church wits. of Rochester, and other persons
plains, or Araby desert, sent by his aged sire to hunt for prey, or health, or exercise; he scours along wishing to meet some tyger from the mountains, or a furious boar: if chance a wild ass, with brayings importune, affronts his ear, the generous beast, though loathing to distain his claws with blood fo vile, yet much provoked at the offensive noise, which echo, foolish nymph, like her ill-judging sex, repeats much louder and with more delight than Philomela's song; hevindicates the hopour of the forest, and hunts the noisy long-ear'd animal. So Wotton fled, fo Boyle pursued. But Wotton heavy-armed, and flow of foot, began to slack his course ;: when his lover Bentley appeared, returning laden with the spoils of the two sleeping
antients. Boyle observed him well, and soon discovering the helmet and shield of Phalaris, his friend, both which he had lately with his own hands new polished and gilt ; rage sparkled in his eyes, and leaving his purfuit after Wotton, he furiously rush'd on against this new approacher. Fain would he be revenged on both; but both now
fled Aed different ways: 'and, as a woman in a little house, that gets a painful livelihood by fpinning; if chance her geese be scattered o'er the common, she courses round the plain from side to side, compelling here and there the stragglers to the Aock; they cackle loud, and Autter o'er the champain. So Boyle pursued, so fled this pair of friends : finding at length their Aight was vain, they bravely join'd and drew themselves in phalanx. First Bentley threw a spear with all his force; hoping to pierce the enemy's breast; but Pallas came unseen, and in the air took off the point, and clapp'd on one of lead, which, after a dead bang against the enemy's shield, fell blunted to the ground. Then Boyle, observing well his time, took up a lance of wondrous length and sharpness; and as this pair of friends compacted stood close side to side, 'he wheeld him to the right, and, with unusual force, darted the weapon. Bentley saw his fate approach, and flanking down his arms