Their modest haste had from the court convey’d.
LV.
Strait they return’d:—The lovely blushing Rose,
The Lily ever chaste and ever fair,
The Vi’let sweet with purple tints that glows,
And Myrtle green, that scents the ambient air:
LVI.
With many more, grateful to sight and smell,
By bounteous heav’n with matchless charms endu’d;
That in the fragrant meads or gardens dwell,