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When now no more th' alternate Twins are fir'd, And Cancer reddens with the solar blaze, Short is the doubtful empire of the night; And soon, observant of approaching day, 45 The meek-ey'd Morn appears, Mother of dews, At first faint gleaming in the dappled eaft: Till far o'er ether spreads the widening glow; And, from before the lustre of her face,

49 White break the clouds away. With quicken'd step, Brown Night retires: Young Day pours in apace, And opens all the lawny prospect wide. The dripping rock the mountain's milty top Swell on the fight, and brighten with the dawn. Blue thro' the dusk, the smoaking currents shine; 55 And from the bladed field the fearful hare Limps, aukward: while along the forest-glade The wild deer trip, and often turning gaze At early paffenger. Musick awakes, The native voice of undiffembled joy;

60 And thick around the woodland hymns arise. Rous'd by the cock, the foon-clad shepherd leaves His moffy cottage, where with Peace he dwells; And from the crouded fold, in order, drives His flock, to taste the verdure of the morn.


FALSELY luxurious, will not Man awake; And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy



The cool, the fragrant, and the filent hour,
To meditaton due and sacred fong?
For is there aught in sleep can charm the wise? 70
To lie in dead oblivion, lofing half
The fleeting moments of too short a life?
Total extinction of th' enlightened soul!
Or elfe to feverish vanity alive,
Wildered, and tossing thro' diftemper'd dreams? 75
Who would in such a gloomy state remain,
Longer than Nature craves; when every Muse
And every blooming pleasure wait without,
To bless the wildly-devious morning-walk?

But yonder comes the powerful King of Day, 80 Rejoicing in the east. The lessening cloud, 'The kindling azure, and the mountain's brow Illum d with fluid gold, his near approach Betoken glad. Lo! now apparent all, Allant the dew-bright earth, and colour'd air, 85 He looks in boundless majesty abroad; And sheds the shining day, that burnih d plays On rocks, and hills, and towers, and wandering streams, High-gleaming from afar. Prime chearer Light! Of all material beings first, and best!

90 Efux divine! Nature's resplendent robe! Without whose vesting beauty all were wrapt In ariefiential gloom; and thou, O Sun!


Soul of surrounding worlds! in whom beft feen
Shines out thy Maker! may I sing of thee?


'Tis by thy secret, strong, attractive force,
As with a chain indissoluble bound,
Thy System rolls entire: from the far boarne
Of utmost Saturn, wheeling wide his round
Of thirty years; to Mercury, whose disk
Can scarce be caught by philosophic eye,
Loft in the near effulgence of thy blaze.

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INFORMER of the planetary train!
Without whose quickening glance their cambrous orbs
Were brute unlovely mass, inert and dead, 105
And not as now the green abode, of life;

many forms of being wait on thee!
Inhaling spirit; from th' unfetter'd mind,
By thee sublim'd, down to the daily race,
The mixing myriads of thy fetting beam. 110

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The vegetable world is also thine,
Parent of Seasons! who the pomp precede
That waits thy throne, as thro’thy vast domain,
Annual, along the bright ecliptic-road,
In world-rejoicing state, it moves fublime.
Mean-time th’ expecting nations, circled gay
With all the various tribes of foodful earth,
Implore thy bounty, or fend grateful up


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A common hymn: while, round thy beaming car,
High-feen, the Seasons lead, in sprightly dance
Harmonious knit, the rosy-finger'd Hours,
'The zephyrs floating loose, the timely Rains,
Of bloom ethereal the light-footed Dews,
And softened into joy the surly Storms.
'These, in successive turn, with lavish hand,
Shower every beauty, every fragrance shower,
Herbs, flowers, and fruits; till, kindling at thy touch,
From land to land is flush'd the vernal year. 126

Nor to the surface of enliven'd earth, Graceful with hills and dales, and leafy woods, Her liberal tresses, is thy force confind: But, to the bowel'd cavern darting deep, 130 The mineral kinds confess thy mighty power. Effulgent, hence the veiny marble shines; Hence Labour draws his tools; hence burnih'd War Gleams on the day; the nobler works of Peace Hence bless mankind, and generous Commerce binds The round of nations in a golden chain.


Th’unfruitful rock itself impregn’d by thee, In dark retirement, forms the lucid stone. The lively Diamond drinks thy purest rays, Collected light, compact; that polish'd bright, 140 And all its native lustre let abroad, Dares, as it Sparkles on the fair-one's breaft,


With vain ambition emulate her eyes,
At thee the Ruby lights its deepening glow,
And with a waving radiance inward flames, 145
From thee the Saphire, solid ether, takes
Its hue cerulean; and, of evening tinct,
The purple-streaming Amethyst is thine
With thy own smile the yellow Topaz burns.
Nor deeper verdure dyes the robe of Spring, 150
When first she gives it to the southern gale,
Than the green Emerald shows. But, all combin'd,
Thick thro’the whitening Opal play thy beams;
Or, flying several from its surface, form
A trembling variance of revolving hues,

155 As the site varies in the gazer's hand..


The very dead creation, from thy touch,
Affumes a mimic life. By thee refind,
In brighter mazes, the relucent stream
Plays o'er the mead. The precipice abrupt,
Projecting horror on the blackend flood,
Softens at thy return. The desart joys
Wildly, thro' all his melancholy bounds.
Rude ruins glitter; and the briny deep,
Seen from some pointed promontory's top,
Far to the blue horizon's utmost verge,
Restless, reflects a floating gleam. But this,
And all the much-transported Muse can fing,
Are to thy beauty, dignity, and use,



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