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Gazed through clear dew on the tender sky. 
HI And the Hyacinth, purple, and white, and blue, | And 
| Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew Fell 
HH Of music so delicate, soft, and intense, Tor 
| It was felt like an odour within the sense. tnd 
Hh And the Rose, like a nymph to the bath addrest, The: 
ij} | Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast, Sul 
i}))] Till, fold after fold, to the fainting air \ Cat 
i ‘The soul of her beauty and love lay bare. Whe 
|| And the wand-like Lily, which lifted up, Ast 
Hi As a Meenad, its moonlight-coloured cup, Shon 
Till the fiery star, which is its eye, Shar 
i And the Jessamine faint, and the sweet Tuberose, With 
ih The sweetest flower for scent that blows ! Like 
Bi} And all rare blossoms, from every clime, Vra 
HI Grew in that garden in perfect prime. Bit 
wh And on the stream, whose inconstant bosom Of 
ih Was prankt under boughs of embowering blossom, » Ree 
Le With golden and green light, and, starting through Whe 
; t Their heaven of many a tangled hue, ter 
i Broad Water-lilies lay tremulously, Rad 
Ih And starry River-buds glimmered by, Itlo 
i And around them the soft stream did glide and Ite 
NW dance 
i | With a motion of sweet sound and radiance. c 
ih | i \ One 
i | And the sinuous paths of lawn and moss, { Th 
ili Which led through the garden along and across— Ott 
i Some open at once to the sun and the breeze, 1 
i Some lost among bowers of blossoming trees— i 
i Were all paved with Daisies and delicate bells, Lat 
As fair as the fabulous Asphodels, Ore 



