< The Hesperides & Noble Numbers < Hesperides
179. ON JULIA'S BREATH.
Breathe, Julia, breathe, and I'll protest,
Nay more, I'll deeply swear,
That all the spices of the east
Are circumfused there.
Circumfused, spread around.
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