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OF PARNELL.
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She makes the turgid buds receive the breeze,
Expand to leaves, and shade the naked trees:
When gathering damps the misty nights diffuse,
She sprinkles all the morn with balmy dews;
Bright trembling pearls depend at every spray,
And kept from falling, seem to fall away.
A glossy freshness hence the rose receives,
And blushes sweet through all her silken leaves;
(The drops descending through the silent night,
While stars serenely roll their golden light,)
Close till the morn, her humid veil she holds;
Then deck'd with virgin pomp the flower unfolds.
Soon will the morning blush: ye maids! prepare,
In rosy garlands bind your flowing hair:
'Tis Venus' plant: the blood fair Venus shed,
O'er the gay beauty pour'd immortal red;
From Love's soft kiss a sweet ambrosial smell
Was taught for ever on the leaves to dwell;[1]


  1. Urguet in toros tepentes, ipsa roris lucidi,
    Noctis aura quem relinquit, spargit humentes aquas,
    Et micant lacrymæ trementes decidivo pondere;
    Gutta præceps orbe parvo sustinet casus suos;
    In pudorem florulentæ prodiderunt purpuræ.
    Humor ille, quem serenis astra rorant noctibus,
    Mane virgines papillas solvit humenti peplo.
    Ipsa jussit mane ut udæ virgines nubant rosæ,
    Fusæ prius de cruore deque Amoris osculis,
    Deque gemmis, deque flammis, deque solis purpuris.