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What are the fancied pleasures of the great
Compared to this enchanting lovely scene!
What is the lustred room, where hundreds meet,
Compar'd to this? how trifling, low, and mean!

Can the resplendent diamond that excel
Which now this lovely simple flowret wears?
Or can the snowy whiteness of the pearl
Surpass that lily wet with Nature's tears?

Or can the colours of the painted loom
Appear more rich or pleasing to the eye,
Than this sweet Rose now opening into bloom,
Than that gay tulip's brightly glowing dye?

Where's the extracted essence that excels
The fragrant balmy breath of early day,
When every flower and shrub far sweeter smells
Scenting the zephyrs that around them play?