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EVENING's MEDITATION.
Dreſt up with ſun, and ſhade, and lawns, and ſtreams,
A manſion fair and ſpacious for its gueſt,
And full replete with wonders. Let me here
Content and grateful, wait th' appointed time
And ripen for the ſkies: the hour will come
When all theſe ſplendours burſting on my ſight
Shall ſtand unveil'd, and to my raviſh'd ſenſe
Unlock the glories of the world unknown.
THE END.
