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BRight was the Morning, cool was the Air, Serene was all the Sky; When on the Waves I left my dear, The Center of my joy: Heaven and Nature smiling were, And nothing sad but I.

Each Rosie Field did Odours spread, All Fragrant was the shore; Each River God rose from his Bed, And sigh'd and own'd her power: Curling their Waves they deck'd their heads, As proud of what they bore.

So when the fair Egyptian Queen,  Her Heroe went to see; Cidnus swell'd o'er his Banks in pride,   As much in Love as he: Cidnus swell'd, &c.

Glide on ye waters, bear these lines, And tell her how distress'd; Bear all my sighs ye gentle winds, And waft 'em to her Breast: Tell her if e'er she prove unkind, I never shall have rest.