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ORAL and clear emerald, And amber from the sea, Lilac-coloured amethyst, Chalcedony; The lovely Spirit of Air Floats on a cloud and doth ride, Clad in the beauties of earth Like a bride.

So doth she haunt me; and words Tell but a tithe of the tale. Sings all the sweetness of Spring Even in the nightingale? Nay, but with echoes she cries Of the valley of love; Dews on the thorns at her feet, And darkness above.