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See [[unclear]] with the load [[unclear]] | See [[unclear]] with the load [[unclear]] | ||
of a whole garden's pride | of a whole garden's pride | ||
The | The nosegay totters at her breast | ||
And miser like of | And miser like of weath possesed | ||
Its | Its treasure seekes to hide | ||
The blushing Rose, in contrast sweet | The blushing Rose, in contrast sweet | ||
Its fragrant leaf displays | Its fragrant leaf displays | ||
Whilst pinks that Sprang beneath her feet | Whilst pinks that Sprang beneath her feet | ||
Now feel her heart with rapture beat | |||
While she her [[ | While she her [[unclear]] surveys | ||
Go | Go gaudy flowers now in [[despight?]] | ||
Presume those charms to shade | Presume those charms to shade | ||
The rising sun | The rising sun still puts to flight | ||
The envious clouds of parting night | |||
that would his Reign invade | |||
Go seek the bosom, swoln with pride | |||
[[Spleen/B’tween?]] envy and despair | |||
There spread your ample foliage wide | |||
and like the pagan temple hide | |||
the fiend thats worshiped there | |||
Latest revision as of 03:46, 27 April 2020
See unclear with the load unclear of a whole garden's pride The nosegay totters at her breast And miser like of weath possesed Its treasure seekes to hide
The blushing Rose, in contrast sweet Its fragrant leaf displays Whilst pinks that Sprang beneath her feet Now feel her heart with rapture beat While she her unclear surveys Go gaudy flowers now in despight? Presume those charms to shade The rising sun still puts to flight The envious clouds of parting night that would his Reign invade
Go seek the bosom, swoln with pride Spleen/B’tween? envy and despair There spread your ample foliage wide and like the pagan temple hide the fiend thats worshiped there