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TEMPTATION. 
“ From yonder brake on rainbow wing, 
It soared with solemn flight, 
Two wings were pale as leaves in sprm 
Two like the poppy bright. 
<• ( Sweet flower ! Oh ! sweeter far,’ it said, 
( Than Musk-rose of the dale ; 
Sweeter than Furze, or Thymy bed, 
On Orange-scented gale ! 
»< ( At early dawn, thy sapphire brood 
I passed (to roving given) 
And thought, in glassy wave, I viewed 
The smiling face of heaven. 
<<< 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.” 
