Her lips witli music for tlie welcoming.
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nother wishM, *mid that eternal spring. To meet his rosy child, with feathery sails. Sweeping, eye-earnestly, through almond^ Aides : Who, suddenly, should stoop through the smooth wind, And with Uie balmiest leaves his temples bind ; And, ever after, through tliose regions be His messenger, his little Mercury.
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