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...whisp'ring pleasure as they fy, Cool zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gnther'd fragrance fling. Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader,...browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er canopies the glade*, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think •...

...whisp'ring pleasure as they fly, " Cool Zephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling. < . Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader...rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, VOL. i. B Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in...

...whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs through the clear blue sky Their gatherM fragrance fling. Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader...brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the crowd, How low, how little are the proud, How...

...whisp'ring pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs thro1 the rlear blue sky Their galher'd fragrance fling. Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch — A broader,...browner shade ; Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'ei -canopies the glade; Beside some water's rushy brink With me the muse shall sit and think (At...

...thro' the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling. Where'er the oak's thick branches strelch saw : but, blasted with excess of light, Clos'd his eyes in endless night. Behold, where ; Besides some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease reclin'd in rustic...

...untanght harmony of spring, Wbile, whisp'ring pleasure as they fly, Cool aephyrs thro' the clear blue sky Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rnde and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse...

...whispering pleasure as they fly, Cool Zephyrs through the clear blue sky Their gather'd fragrance fling. Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader,...brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease rcclin'd in rustic state) How vain the ardour of the crowd, Kow low, how little are the proud. How...