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of the wild! that breathe and bloom, On this lone tow'r, this ivy'd wall; Lend to the gale a rich perfume, And grace the ruin in its fall; Tho' doom'd, remote from careless eye, To smile, to flourish, and to die. In solitude sublime, Oh! ever may the spring renew, Your balmy scent and glowing hue, To deck the robe of time!

Breathe, fragrance! breathe, enrich the air, Tho' wasted on its wing unknown! Blow, flow'rets! blow, tho' vainly fair, Neglected and alone!