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POEMS. 181
Sent thee from the banks of Came,
Devoted to thy virtuous name;
Whilft thou, bright faint, high fit' ft in glory-
Next her much like to thee in ftory,
That fair Syrian fhepherdefs,
Who after years of barren nefs,
The highly-favour'd Jofeph bore
To him that ferv'd for her before,
And at her next birth much like thee,
Through pangs fled to felicity,
Far within the bofom bright
Of blazing majefly and light:
There with thee, new welcome faint,
Like fortunes may her foul acquaint,
With thee there clad in radiant fheen,
No marchionefs, but now a queen.
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ON MAY MORNING.
Now the bright morning ftar, day's harbinger,
Comes dancing from the eaft, and leads with her
The flow'ry May, who from her green lap throws
The yellow cowflip, and the pale primrofe.
Hail bounteous May that doft infpire
Mirth and youth and warm defire ;