Egerton Brydges - Addressed to Wootton, the Spot of the Author's Nativity II lyrics

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Egerton Brydges - Addressed to Wootton, the Spot of the Author's Nativity II lyrics

The breath of heaven, that over yonder trees Pa**ing, from thence a local tincture drew, Here first upon my new-born body blew! Oh, was there magic in the trembling breeze, That could with such delicious softness seize Each melting sense; and wake to music new; And bear upon its wings a shadowy crew, That only fancy's gifted vision sees? Still round the sacred mansion do ye dwell, Ye lovely fairy tribes, or are ye fled? O once again renew the entrancing spell; And over each raptured vein your pinions spread! Bliss above earth were mine, could I once more Those dear delusions of the soul restore!