And caves of rock her central fires defend;
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Where gems new-born their twinkling eyes unfold,
And young ores shoot in arborescent gold.
How the fair Flower, by Zephyr woo'd, unfurls
Its panting leaves, and waves its azure curls;
Or spreads in gay undress its lucid form
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To meet the sun, and shuts it to the storm;
While in green veins impassion'd eddies move,