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Each moment of time wore a roseate hue, ft 
Till the close of the F&te at the fall of the dew ; Her j 
Ambrosia , the food of the gods, we are told And 
Was handed around on bright petals of gold! Froir 
And Nectar supplied for young Cupid to drink, And 
In the cups of the Cowslip fill’d up to the brink. % 
The draughts were delicious—so deep did he quaff, flora 
That he made little Primrose and Hyacinth laugh. Asai 
Then a Garland was gather’d of Roses that grow 
On the evergreen trees that are ever in blow; Love 
With this odorous chaplet fair Virtue was crown'd , Fora 
And hail’d with delight by the beauties around • And 
And incense was offer'd and perfume was shed, Toei 
And sweet honey’d words by sweet flowrets were said, Hep 
Till the music had ceas’d, and the harp in the trees And 
No longer was play’d by the murmuring breeze. 
Then appear’d in the heav’ns a radiant light, How 
’Twas the eye of fair Venus refulgent and bright; Eve’i 
Love knew the kind signal, that time was at hand The. 
When pleasures must close in the sweet floral land, And 
Yet he linger’d a moment to hear in the grove 
Why the Myrtle was ever the emblem of Love. 
