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 MISCBLLAN EOS .PD F, MS. What Tyrian  can natch in die The purple of yon western sky ? What loom supply the carpet spread O'er verdant vale, and flowery mead ? Then, since Nature, without cost,. Gives all that Wealth herself (an boast, Without the tears tlmt Wealth must weep, Let me true to Nature keep; Court her.in the early dawn, Ere Aurora's curtains drawn To the prying Sun betray Where my devious footsteps stray; Lie with her in. secret bower, When Noon hu climb'd his topmost tower. But, chief, at evening, o'er the wild, Be my lonely thoughts.beguiled To hold sweet converse with her then, Far from the dying hum of men; And, as home I wend my way, To trace the part.ng steps of day, While, amid the east afar, Shines, palely clear, Night's earliest star. How delicate the blushing die, That tints the clouds along the sky 1 There the bat disporting mark, Contrasted by it's pinions dark, ......... Google

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