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Now the New Year reviving old Desires,

The thoughtful Soul to Solitude retires Where the White Hand of Moses on the Bough Puts out, and Jesus from the ground suspires.

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Tram indeed is gone with all his Rose AndJamshyd’s Sev’n-ring’d Cup where no one knowsBut still a Ruby kindles in the Vine,

And many a Garden by the Water blows.

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And David’s lips are lock’t; but in divine High-piping Pehlevi, with “Wine! Wine! Wine! Red Wine!’’-the Nightingale cries to the Rose That Sallow cheek of hers t ’incarnadine.