CANTo I. THE BR ANFTS. 3 Ye painted Moths, your gold-eyed plumage farl, Bow your wide horns, your ſpiral trunks uncurl; Glitter, ye Glow-worms, on your moſiy beds;

Deſcend, ye Spiders, on your lengthened threads; Slide here, ye horned Snails, with varniſh'd ſhells;

Ye Bee-nymphs, liſten in your waxen cells! 30

BOTANIC MUSE! who in this latter age Led by your airy hand the Swediſh lage, Bade his keen eye your ſecret haunts explore On dewy dell, high wood, and winding ſhore; Say on each leaf how tiny Graces dwell; How laugh the Pleaſures in a blofſom's bell; How inſe& Loves ariſe on cobweb wings, Aim their light ſhafts, and point their little

ſings.

fs Eirft the tall“ Canxailifes his-eurled brow

Ered& to heaven, and plights his nuptilal vow; 40

Canna. 1. 39. Cane, ef Indian Reed“ One male and one

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