So, o'er each scene appropriate, myriad wombs

Shot, and expanded, to the genial sward

By fibres fixt; and as, in ripened hour,

Their liquid orbs the daring foetus broke

Of breath impatient, nature here transformed

Th' assenting earth, and taught her opening veins

With juice to flow lacteal; as the fair

Now with sweet milk o'erflows, whose raptured breast

First hails the stranger-babe, since all absorbed

Of nurture, to the genial tide converts.