NOern Clime

        Advang, so Pearle,

        , so d, for his sleep

        as Aerie ligion bred,

        And temperat vapors bland, wh only sound [ 5 ]

        Of leaves and fuming rills, Auroras fan,

        Ligin Song

        Of Birds on every boughe more

        o find unwaknd Eve

        itresses disposd, and glowing Cheek, [ 10 ]

        As t rest: he on his side

        Leaning h looks of cordial Love

        hung over her enamourd, and beheld

        Beautie, wher waking or asleep,

        S forth voice [ 15 ]

        Milde, as whes,

        touchus. Awake

        My fairest, my espousd, my latest found,

        best gift, my ever ne,

        Ahe fresh field [ 20 ]

        Calls us, o mark how spring

        Our tended Plants, ron Grove,

        drops t the balmie Reed,

        ure paints he Bee

        Sits on trag liquid s. [ 25 ]

        Suc artld eye

        On Adam, whus she spake.

        O Sole in ws find all repose,

        My Glorie, my Perfe, glad I see

        turnd, for I t, [ 30 ]

        Suc till this I never passd, have dreamd,

        If dreamd, not as I oft am , of thee,

        orks of day passt, or morro designe,

        But of offense and trouble, which my mind

        Kneill t; met [ 35 ]

        Close at mine ear one calld me forto walk

        itle voice, I t it t said,

        t time,

        t, save where silence yields

        to t- now awake [ 40 ]

        tunes sest his love-labord song; nnes

        Full Orbd t

        Ss off things; in vain,

        If nard; h all his eyes,

        o be tures desire, [ 45 ]

        In

        Attracted by ty still to gaze.
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