Nature salutes thy Sun’s enliv’ning ray.
How glorious in thy strength he mounts the sky,
The spotless azure Heav’ns rejoice on high.
The dewy blessings of this morning hour,
At thy command, the Vapours softly shower.
How wide this arch is spread, that bending round
With genial influence broods o’er the teeming ground!
By thee, yon lofty Mountain rears its head:
By thee, this humble Valley sinks its bed.
These riv’lets thine, which murmur through the mead;