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His barren leaves. Them thus imploid beheld
Joyn voices all ye living Souls; ye Birds,
Firm peace recoverd soon and wonted calm. [ 210 ]
Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise [ 185 ]
Of Fruit-trees overwoodie reachd too farr
To wed her Elm; she spousd about him twines
Fountains and yee, that warble, as ye flow, [ 195 ]
Witness i
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f I be silent, Morn or Eeven,Rising or falling still advance his praise.
On to thir mornings rural work they haste
Her marriageable arms, and with her brings
Made vocal by my Song, and taught his praise.
Whether to deck with Clouds th uncolourd skie,
From Hill or steaming Lake, duskie or grey,
Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still [ 205 ]
Yee that in Waters glide, and yee that walk [ 200 ]
Have gathered aught of evil or conceald,
Till the Sun paint your fleecie skirts with Gold,
Aire, and ye Elements the eldest birth [ 180 ]
To travel with Tobias, and securd
That singing up to Heaven Gate ascend,
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Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark.
Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
His marriage with the seaventimes-wedded Maid.
Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise;
Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye Pines,
Or wet the thirstie Earth with falling showers, [ 190 ]
Fruitless imbraces: or they led the Vine [ 215 ]
To give us onely good; and if the night
In honour to the Worlds great Author rise,
To Hill, or Valley, Fountain, or fresh shade
With pittie Heavns high King, and to him calld [ 220 ]
Perpetual Circle, multiform; and mix
Her dowr th adopted Clusters, to adorn
His praise ye Winds, that from four Quarters blow,
The Eartwww•99lib•neth, and stately tread, or lowly creep;
Thir pamperd boughes, and needed hands to check
Of Natures Womb, that in quaternion run
Varie to our great Maker still new praise.
With every Plant, in sign of Worship wave.
So prayd they innocent, and to thir thoughts
And nourish all things, let your ceasless change
Among sweet dewes and flours; where any row