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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