. 2! 
> ey 
Delights to glance, inspiring oft the bird 
To burst into a gush of song. Thy vales— 
Thy Austral vales—beneath that quickening beam 
Exult ; and there, in liveliest green attir’d, OSs 
Smiling like hope, and cheering the glad eye, 
~The meek, unshelter’d myrtle sweetly blooms. 
