...spicy sighs, That from the weeping buds arise. When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill...nature bright, Where roses do not shed their light ! And, to the Zephyr's warm caresses, Diffuses all it's verdant tresses, 'Till, glowing with the wanton's...

...sighs, That frfim the weeping buds arise. When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill with balm the fainting gale ! Oh ! there is nopght in nature bright, Where roses dp not shed their light! When morning paints the orient skies,...

...spicy sighs That from the weeping buds arise. When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill with balm the fainting gale ! Soft the soul of love it breathes, Cypria's brow with magic wreaths, And, to the Zephyr's warm caresses,...

...spicy sighs That from the weeping buds arise. When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale. And fill with balm the fainting gale ! Oh ! there is naught in nature bright Where roses do not shed their light ! When morning paints the orient skies,...

...wanton's play, It blushes a diviner ray ! When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill...the orient skies, Her fingers burn with roseate dyes ; The nymphs display the rose's charms, It mantles o'er their graceful arms ; Through Cytherea's form...

...the wanton's play, It blushes a diviner ray! When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill...the orient skies, Her fingers burn with roseate dyes ; The nymphs display the rose's charms, It mantles o'er their graceful arms ; Through Cytherea's form...

...Diffuses all its verdant tresses, Till, glowing with the wanton's play, It blushes a diviner ray ! Oh, there is nought in nature bright, Where roses...the orient skies, Her fingers burn with roseate dyes ; The nymphs display the rose's charms, It mantles o'er their graceful arms ; Through Cytherea's form...

...spicy sighs That from the weeping buds arise. When revel reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fill with balm the fainting gale ! The rose would be the choice of Jove, And blush, the queen of every grove. Sweetest child of weeping...

...represented by this flower, and Aurora is depictured strewing roses before the chariot of Phoebus. " When morning paints the orient skies, Her fingers burn with roseate dyes." It is thought to have given name to the Holy Land where Solomon sang its praise, as Syria appears to...

...reigns, when mirth is high, And Bacchus beams in every eye, Our rosy fillets scent exhale, And fills with balm the fainting gale! Oh ! there is nought...the orient skies, Her fingers burn with roseate dyes ; The nymphs display the rose's charms, It mantles o'er their graceful arms ; Through Cytherea's form...