...ty own, And Ceres' Treasures do the Fields adorn, From the thick Smokes, and noisy Town, O come, And in these Plains awhile forget your Home. Thoa my small incomes never can afford, Like wealthy Celsus , to regale a Lord; No Ivory Tables groan beneath the Weight Of sumptuous Dishes, serv'd in massy Plate; The Forest ne'er was search'd for Food for me, Nor from my Hounds the timerous Hare does fl...