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This Moral to the Fair Disclose
Queen of Fragrance, Lovely Rose!
Daphnis and Lucidas: A Pastoral 144
D: How calm the Evening! see the falling Day
Gilds every Mountain with a ruddy Ray!
In gentle Sighs the softly whisp’ring Breeze
Salutes the Flow’rs, and waves the trembling Trees.
Hark! the Night Warbler from yon vocal Boughs,
Glads every Valley with melodious Woes!
Swift thro’ the Air her rounds the Swallow takes,
Or sportive skims the Level of the Lakes. […]
See! how yon Swans, with snowy Pride elate,
Arch their high Necks, and sail along in State!
Thy friskingLambkins wanton o’er the Plain,
And the glad Season claims a gladsome Strain.
Begin—Ye Echoes listen to the Song,
And with its sweetness pleas’d, each Note prolong! …
L: The joyous Spring draws nigh! ambrosial Showers
Unbind the Earth, the Earth unbinds the Flowers,
The Flowers blow sweet, the Daffadils unfold
The spreading Glories of their blooming Gold.
D: As the gay Hours advance, the Blossoms shoot,
The knitting Blossoms harden into Fruit,
And as the Autumn by degrees ensues,
The mellowing Fruits display their streaky Hues. […]
L. Sweet is the Spring, and gay the Summer Hours,
When balmy Odours breathe from painted Flow’rs;
But neither sweet the Spring, nor Summer gay,
When she I love, my Charmer is away! […]
144 Wesley combines here an abridgement of Broome, “Daphnis and Lycidas: A Pastoral” (Poems, 48–56)
with parts of “A Pastoral: To a Young Lady upon Her Leaving The Country” (Poems, 131–38).
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