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...Alpheus. Of fhades, and wanton winds, and gufhing brooks, On whofe frefh lap the fwart ftar fparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf fuck the honied fhowers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe prirnrofe that...

...30 Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more. Their bells, and flourets of a thousand hues. 135 Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades,...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamel'd eyes, That on the green turf suck the...

...whifpers ufe Of fhades, and wanton winds, and guftiing brooks, On whofe frefti lap the fwart ftar fparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes, That on the green turf fuck the honied ftiow'rs, And purple all the ground with vernal ftow'rs. Bring the rathe primrofe that...

...smiie no more. Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams ; return Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells, and flow'rets of a thousand hues. Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds,...

...With singed top their stately growth, tho' bare, Stands on tho blasted heath." " Ye vallies low, that the mild whispers use Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose freth lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green...

...stately growth, tho* bare, Stands on the blasted heath." " Ye vallies law, that the mild whispers lisp. Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the sicarf star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green tnrf suck...

...stately growth, tho' bare, Stands on the litusteil heath." « Ye rallies low, that the mild whispers USR Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks, On -whose fresh lap the niKttrt star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck...

...Lycidas, 1637. " Return Alpheus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ; Return Sicilian Muse, And call the Vales, and bid them hither cast Their Bells, and Flourets of a thousand hues. VOL, in. M Ye Ye Valleys low where the mild whispers use, Of shades and...

...no more. Return Alphèus, the dread voice is past, That shrunk thy streams ; return Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their...winds, and gushing brooks, On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks, Throw hither all your quaint enamelled eyes, That on the green turf suck...