FOR THE ENQUIRER.

TO soLYMAN.
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TO ,SOLYMAN. How does kind heaven in time bestow Its blessings as the seasons flow! Summer, sweet summer, once again

 Smiles o'er the verdant field; Those blossoms which the trees sustain, And flowers that dint the fertile plain,

 Their fragrant colours yield. So with these, to bring to view Those distant friends 50 loved, so true, Would twine wreath of many flower, ' And named they all should be; And cull the fsirest in my power From blooming feid.or smiling bower,

 To bear the name of thee. F---.