And all the treasures of the genial zone.
Culture emergent o'er the damask'd plains
Spreads her rich vest, and gaudy Flora reigns.
Where marshes once display'd their sickly green,
Health lifts her roseat face, and points serene
The cot, where mild Content with conscious grace
Smiles on her husband Labour's glowing face.
Pierc'd by no suns, th' interminable wood,
Whose pathless gloom screen'd horror's drear abode,
Opes its long vistas to the cheerful loves: