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...morning shines, and the fresh field zo Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extrafting liquid sweet. Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eyq On Adam, whom embracing,...

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...last best gift, my ever new delight, 19 Awake ; the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants,...the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. 35 Such whisp'ringwak'd her, but with startl'd eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake : O sole...

...to mark how fpring " Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, • «* What drops the myrtle, and what the balmy reed, " How Nature paints her colours,...how the bee " Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid fweet." Now in a lower tone. What little is here given of Eve's fpeech muft be read in a manner expreffive...

...morning shines, and the fresh field 3O Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. 25 SUCH whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake. O SOLE...

...field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants, how blows the citron giove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How...in whom my thoughts find all repose, , My glory, my periection, glad I see Thy face, and morn return'd. No. 264. SATURDAY, DECEMBER 16, 1710. Ftrcete linguis...

...the morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom, extracting liquid sweet. Such whispering wak'd her, but with...

...not yet bl(rwn ufan by common fame. Add'uon. To BLOW. ti. n. [blopan, Saxon.] To bloom ; to blossom. We lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended plants,...grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed. Milton. This royal fair Shall, when the blossom of her beauty 's blmun, See her great brother on die...

...delight, Awake : the morning shines, and the fresh field 20 Calls us; we lose the prime, to mark how spnng Our tended plants, how blows the citron grove, What...myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How Nature paints her colors, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet. ?5 Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with...