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"And even where Nature loads the teeming plain With the full pomp of vegetable store, Her bounty unimprov'd, is deadly bane. Dark woods and rankling wilds, from shore to shore, Stretch their enormous gloom; which to explore Even Fancy trembles, in her sprightliest mood; For there each eyeball gleams with lust of gore, Nestless each murderous and each monstrous brood, Plague lurks in every shade, and steams from every flood.