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 inferior to the famed ambroſia of the gods.

But of animals far other is the fare: for, alas! when they from the tree of life are pluck'd, ſudden ſhrink to the chilly hand of death the withered bloſſoms of their beauty; quenched in his cold cold graſp expires the lamp of their lovelineſs; and, ſtruck by the livid blaſt of putrefaction loathed, their every comely limb in ghaſtly horror is involved. And ſhall we leave the living herbs to ſeek, in Rh