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does not blow till towards the month of July--you then
perceive it gradually open its petals--expand them--fade
and die.--St. Pierre.
*
And Valisnerian lotus thither flown
From struggling with the waters of the Rhone:
*And thy most lovely purple perfume, Zante!
Isola d'oro!--Fior di Levante!
**And the Nelumbo bud that floats for ever
*
*
With Indian Cupid down the holy river--
Fair flowers, and fairy! to whose care is given
****To bear the Goddess' song, in odors, up to Heaven:
"Spirit! that dwellest where,
In the deep sky,
The terrible and fair,
In beauty vie!
Beyond the line of blue--
The boundary of the star
Which turneth at the view
Of thy barrier and thy bar--
Of the barrier overgone
By the comets who were cast
From their pride, and from their throne
To be drudges till the last--
To be carriers of fire
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