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Lovesick with odours ! now to order roll'd,
It melts upon her bofom's dainty mould,
Or, curling round her waist, disparts its wavy gold.

Young-circling roses, blushing, round them throw
The sweet abundance of their purple rays,
And lillies, dip'd in fragrance, freshly blow,
With blended beauties, in her angel-face :
The humid radiance beaming from her eyes
The air and seas illumes, the earth and skies,
And open, where she smiles, the sweets of Paradise.

On Zephyr's wing the laughing Goddess view
Distilling balm : fhe cleaves the buxom air,
Attended by the filver-footed dew,
The ravages of winter to repair :
She gives her naked bosom to the gales,
Her naked bofom down the ether fails ; [exhales.
Her bofom breathes delight; her breath the spring

All as the Phenix, in Arabian skies,
New-burnish'd from his spicy funeral pyres,
At large, (i) in roseal undulation, flies ;
His plumage dazzles, and the gazer tires :


(i) In roseal undulation] Pliny tells us, lib. xi. That the Phenix is about the bigness of an eagle : the feathers round


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Around their King the plumy nations wait,
Attend his triumph, and augment his state :
He towering claps his wings, and wins th' etherial


So round this Phenix of the gaudy year
A thousand, nay ten thousand Sports and Smiles,
Fluttering in gold along the hemisphere,
Her praises chant; her praises glad the isles :
Conscious of her approach (to deck her bowers)
Earth from her fruitful lap and bosom pours
A waste of springing sweets, and voluntary flowers.

Narcissus fair, in snowy velvet gown'd;
Ah foolish! still to love the fountain-brim :
Sweet Hyacinth, by Phæbus erst bemoan'd;
And tulip, faring in her powder'd trim :
Whate'er, Armida, in thy gardens blew;
Whate'er the sun inhales, or fips the dew;
Whate'er compose the chaplet on lanthe's brow.

the neck shining like gold, the body of a purple colour, the tail blue with feathers resembling roses. See Claudian's fine poem on that subject, and an elegant translation of it by mr. Tickell in the first vol. of the Poetical Calendar, p. 42. See also Marcellus Donatus, who has a short dissertation on the Phænix in his observations on Tacitus, Annal. lib. vi.


He who (k) undaz'd can wander o'er her face,
May gain upon the folar-blaze at noon!
What more than female sweetness, and a grace
Peculiar! save, Ianthe, thine alone,
Ineffable effufion of the day!

much the same, that lovers say, May is Ianthe; or the dear Ianthe May.

So far as doth the harbinger of day
The lesser lamps of night in (1) fheen excell;
So far in sweetness and in beauty May
Above all other months doth bear the bell :
So far as May doth other months exceed,
So far in virtue and in (m) goodlihead,
Above all other nymphs lanthe bears the (n) meed.

Welcome! as to a youthful poet wine,
To fire his fancy, and enlarge his soul :
He weaves the laurel-chaplet with the vine,
And grows immortal as he drains the bowl :
Welcome! as beauty to the lovesick swain,
For which he long had figh’d, but figh'd in vain;
He darts into her arms; the smiles away his pain.

(k) Undaz’d] Undazzled. (1) Sheen) Brightness, shining (m) Goodlihead] Beauty. (n) Meed] Prize.

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The drowzy elements, arouz'd by thee,
Roll to harmonious measures, active all!
Earth, water, air, and fire, with feeling glee,
Exult to celebrate thy festival:
Fire burns intenser; softer breathes the air;
More smooth the waters flow; earth smiles fair:
Earth, water, air and fire, thy gladdening impulse



What boundless tides of splendor o'er the skies,
O’erflowing brightness, stream their golden rays !
Heaven's azure kindles with the varying dies,
Reflects the glory, and returns the blaze :
Air whitens; wide the tracts of ether (o) been
With colours damak'd rich, and goodly sheen,
And all above is blue, and all below is


At thy approach the wild waves' loud

uproar, And foamy surges of the maddening main, Forget to heave their mountains to the shore, Diffus'd into the level of the plain : For thee the Halcyon builds her summer's nest; For thee the Ocean smooths her troubled breast, Gay from thy placid smiles, in thy own purple dreft.

(o) Been] Are.

Have ye not seen, in gentle even-tide,
When Jupiter the earth hath richly shower'd,
Striding the clouds, a bow (p) dispredden wide,
As if with light inwove, and gayly flower'd
With bright variety of blending dies?
White, purple, yellow melt along the skies,
Alternate colours fink, alternate colours rise.

The earth's embroidery then have ye eyed,
And smile of bloffoms, yellow, purple, white;
Their vernal-tinctur'd leaves, luxurious, died
In Flora's livery, painted by the Light :
Light's painted children in the breezes play,
Unfold their dewy bosoms to the ray,
Their soft enamel spread, and beautify the day.

From the wide altar of the foodful earth
The flowers, the herbs, the plants theirincense roll;
The orchards fwell the ruby-tinctur’d birth;
The vermil-gardens breathe the spicy soul :
Grateful to May the nectar-fpirit Aies,
The wafted clouds of lavish'd odours rise,
The Zephyr's balmy load, perfuming all the skies.

(P) Dispredden] Spread.


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