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4 The humid air, enrich'd with balmy smells ;So bloom those fabled shores,la whose sequestered bow'rsBright Lucifer, the morning's herald, dwells.As here admiring I survey*dWalks hung with branching vine and many a verdant glade. The sacred form appear*dOf Winchester rever*d 5A starry crown his holy temples bound.And rays of piercing lightCircled his visage bright ;His snowy vest descended to the ground :At whose approach to mansions blest.The earth in trembling sounds a secret joy confest. A band celestial near.With gemmed wings -appear ; 15 Triumphal notes tbe ether pure resounds ;The holy seer they greet.With choral Toices sweet.And their high chief pronounc*d these joyful sounds :" O son approach, the pleasures shareOf thy bkst father's reign, now freed from mortal care!'* The heav*nly host reply,.In solemn symphony.Each bright-hair'd seraph strikes his golden lyre,-. But ah ! the morning stoleFrom my enraptur'd soul/rjie glorious scene : swift fled the winged quire,. And me alone to sorrow left -,By day's unwelcome god of such bright joys bereft* 16
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