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HEALTH.1823.
When from the fair and verdant fields
Her breath salubrious blows,
Then Health her choicest blessing yields,
And peaceful pleasure flows.

Far as the breezes fan the air,
Her gentle influence flies,
When o'er the wakening hemisphere
The charms of morning rise.

Fresh odors forth exhaling pour
And every breath is balm;
The air wafts kisses to the rose,
And o'er the humble wildling flows,
And owns each fragrant charm.

And when bright Phoebus' beaming smile
Decoys the dew-drops from the lawn,
Then calmly speed the flowing hours,
And Hope relumes the mental powers,—
On gilded pinions borne.