Wakes the dull spirits, and resumes their fires;
That bids dead nature gaudy colours wear,
And paints with every hue th’ unfolding year!
As when from sombre shades, and gloomy night,
Joyous we rise, and hail the new born light,
Shake off the chains of lethargy to hear
Harmonious music charm the ravish’d ear,
By sleep refresh’d, by rest again made strong,
Mix in the scene, and join the busy throng;
Thus view Creation’s wide-extended plain,