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consort with the creation, and keep time with 

 the pulse of the fluctuating ocean. Here we 

 may refresh our ears with the relishing notes of 

 tunable birds, and astonish our eyes with the 

 beautiful model of heaven ; where, whilst we 

 gaze on those glittering orbs, our hearts, as in- 

 spired, may breath forth flames. 



Am. A solitary life I always approv'd of, to 

 trace the polite sands, to sit down under the 

 shades of woods and rocks, and accost the rivers 

 and rivulets for diversion, (as now we do) and 

 trample on the beautiful banks and florid me- 

 dows, beautified with greens, that will not only 

 refresh our senses with their redolent perfumes, 

 but enamour us beyond express, when to see 

 their banks bath'd by such silver streams. Come 

 and let's pitch our tents in these delightful plains, 

 where every shady grove as an umbrella, will 

 shelter us from the scorching fiery beams of the 

 sun, till the earth sends forth her sweet aromas ; 

 over which the burnish'd and beautiful firma- 

 ment of heaven surrounds all the earth (and the 

 blessed creation) with melody like birds, and 

 murmuring streams ; I fancy it a kind of coun- 

 ter paradise for mortal content. And how sweet 

 and sublimeis that contemplation that surmounts 

 angels for divine associates ! Observe, Theophi- 

 lus, that little rowling rivulet, where every eye 

 may evidence fish in those purling streams court- 



