Streams from Helicon Or, Poems On Various Subjects. In Three Parts. By Alexander Pennecuik ... The Second Edition. Enter'd in Stationer's Hall |
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From amber Shrouds I see the Morning rise,
Her rosie Hand begins to paint the Skies.
And now the City Emmits leave their Hive;
And rouzing Hinds to chearful Labour drive.
High Clifts and Rocks are pleasant Objects now,
And Nature smiles upon the Mountains Brow.
The joyful Lark, salutes the Sun's approach,
The Sun too Laughs, and mounts his gawdy Coach:
While from his Carr the dropping Gems distill,
And all the Earth, and all the Heav'ns do smile.
Her rosie Hand begins to paint the Skies.
And now the City Emmits leave their Hive;
And rouzing Hinds to chearful Labour drive.
High Clifts and Rocks are pleasant Objects now,
And Nature smiles upon the Mountains Brow.
The joyful Lark, salutes the Sun's approach,
The Sun too Laughs, and mounts his gawdy Coach:
While from his Carr the dropping Gems distill,
And all the Earth, and all the Heav'ns do smile.
Lee.
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