70 BOTAXY. 



XVIII. 



Sweet hai'binger of lengthening days, 

 And Phoebus' animating rays, 



And all that summer yields ; 

 Long stript of Flora's lovely train, 

 By whelming stonns that sweep the plain, 

 Galanihiis^ welcome ! once again, 



To cheer our lawns and fields. 



XIX. 



Her peerless robes, ye gales oh spare ! 

 Let no iTide blast the vesture tear. 



Nor spoil the emerald dyes ; 

 Her presence speaks of scenes that cheer ; 

 Of valleys green, of meadows fair , 

 Of evening walks with friends most dear, 



AMiose spirits haiinonize. 



