John Gay, Rural Sports -- affinity noticed by Roger Lonsdale

Or when the ploughman leaves the task of day,
And trudging homeward whistles on the way . . .
Engaged in thought, to Neptune's bounds I stray,
To take my farewell of the parting day . . .
Here pensive I behold the fading light,
And o'er the distant billow lose my sight. (i.91-2, 99-100, 105-6)

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