By sight restored, and viewing him you love.—
Appear, ye airy forms!
[Airy Spirits appear in the shapes of Men and Women.
Man sings. Oh sight, the mother of desires,
What charming objects dost thou yield!
'Tis sweet, when tedious night expires,
To see the rosy morning gild
The mountain-tops, and paint the field!
But when Clarinda comes in sight,
She makes the summer's day more bright;