50 Praise above all--for praise prevails; Heap up the measure, load the scales, And good to goodness add: The generous soul her Saviour aids, But peevish obloquy degrades; The Lord is great and glad. 51 For Adoration all the ranks Of angels yield eternal thanks, And David in the midst; With God's good poor, which, last and least In man's esteem, thou to thy feast, O blessed bridegroom, bidst. 52 For Adoration seasons change, And order, truth, and beauty range, Adjust, attract, and fill: The grass the polyanthus checks; And polished porphyry reflects, By the descending rill. 53 Rich almonds colour to the prime For Adoration; tendrils climb, And fruit-trees pledge their gems; And Ivis, with her gorgeous vest, Builds for her eggs her cunning nest, And bell-flowers bow their stems. 54 With vinous syrup cedars spout; From rocks pure honey gushing out, For Adoration springs: All scenes of painting crowd the map Of nature; to the mermaid's pap The scaled infant clings. 55 The spotted ounce and playsome cubs Run rustling 'mongst the flowering shrubs, And lizards feed the moss; For Adoration beasts embark, While waves upholding halcyon's ark No longer roar and toss. 56 While Israel sits beneath his fig, With coral root and amber sprig The weaned adventurer sports; Where to the palm the jasmine cleaves, For Adoration 'mong the leaves The gale his peace reports. 57 Increasing days their reign exalt, Nor in the pink and mottled vault The opposing spirits tilt; And by the coasting reader spied, The silverlings and crusions glide For Adoration gilt. 58 For Adoration ripening canes, And cocoa's purest milk detains The western pilgrim's staff; Where rain in clasping boughs enclosed, And vines with oranges disposed, Embower the social laugh. 59 Now labour his reward receives, For Adoration counts his sheaves To peace, her bounteous prince; The nect'rine his strong tint imbibes, And apples of ten thousand tribes, And quick peculiar quince. 60 The wealthy crops of whitening rice 'Mongst thyine woods and groves of spice, For Adoration grow; And, marshalled in the fenced land, The peaches and pomegranates stand, Where wild carnations blow. 61 The laurels with the winter strive; The crocus burnishes alive Upon the snow-clad earth: For Adoration myrtles stay To keep the garden from dismay, And bless the sight from dearth. 62 The pheasant shows his pompous neck; And ermine, jealous of a speck, With fear eludes offence: The sable, with his glossy pride, For Adoration is descried, Where frosts the waves condense.