232 TEMPTATION. 



From yonder brake on rainbow wing, 



It soared with solemn flight, 

 Two wings were pale as leaves in spring, 

 Two like the poppy bright. 



" f Sweet flower ! Oh ! sweeter far,' it said, 

 < Than Musk-rose of the dale ; 

 Sweeter than Furze, or Thymy bed, 

 On Orange-scented gale ! 



tf l At early dawn, thy sapphire brood 



I passed (to roving given) 

 And thought, in glassy wave, I viewed 

 The smiling face of heaven. 



(i ( So beauteous, why stay here and sigh ? 



Oh, grant thy lover's prayer ! 

 With us gay wanderers of the sky, 

 Come float in fields of air.* 



" Then with a pure etherial kiss, 

 It press'd my leaves and fled ; 

 I sigh for liberty and bliss, 

 Fix'd to my earthy bed." 



