And higher then that Wall a cirg row
Of goodliest Trees loaden with fairest Fruit,
Blossoms and Fruits at once of golden hue
Appeerd, with gay enameld colours mixt:
On which the Sun mlad impressd his beams [ 150 ]
Then in fair Evening Cloud, or humid Bow,
When God hath showrd the earth; so lovely seemd
That Lantskip: And of pure now purer aire
Meets his approach, and to the heart inspires
Vernal delight and joy, able to drive [ 155 ]
All sadness but despair: now gentle gales
Fanning thir odoriferous wings dispense
Native perfumes, and whisper whehey stole
Those balmie spoiles. As when to them who saile
Beyond the Cape of Hope, and noast [ 160 ]
Mozambic, off at Sea North-East windes blow
Sabean Odours from the spicie shoare
Of Arabie the blest, with such delay
Well pleasd they slack thir course, and many a League
Cheard with the grateful smell old O smiles. [ 165 ]
So eaind those odorous sweets the Fiend
Who came thir bahough with them better pleasd
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