_Primeva._ A suitor for that heart behold in me,— Primeva, Nature's goddess, strong and free. Follow my footsteps, and the path of life Shall be with beauty and instruction rife. Nature's grand empire all inviting opes, To crown with joy and bliss thy youthful hopes. The realm of matter owns my sovereign sway; All working forces my commands obey. But give to me thy heart, and onward press, For I've the power to beautify and bless. Come thou, fair Flora, guardian of my fields, Display the charms thy rich dominion yields. (FLORA _steps upon platform at_ L. _of_ POESIE. POMONA _and_ AGRIA _step behind them_.) _Flora._ Broad and bright, in beauty and in worth, The realms I govern stretch about the earth: In pastures where the meek-eyed cattle graze, In clustering woodlands, musical with praise, In mighty forests where the untamed rove, O'er rich plantations, through the tropic grove, O'er plain and prairie, noiseless to the tread, My regal green luxuriously is spread. Out of my thrifty soil mankind's supplies, At lusty labor's call, obedient rise. With fancy's touch I skilfully combine Grove, hill, and river in a rare design, And spread for Genius, rich, attractive views She fails to catch, yet hopefully pursues. Come to my realms, fair maid! Primeva's heart With warmest love shall purest joys impart. _Agria._ Haste, gentle maid, into our fair retreat: Agria will lay her treasures at thy feet. _Pomona._ And in thy lap, from her abundant store, Pomona will her choicest treasures pour. _Flora._ Thou shalt be welcomed with a matchless song, Our heaven-taught singers joyously prolong; On mossy beds recline for happy hours, Charmed by rich perfumes, decked with lovely flowers. _Tableau: "Flora's Tribute." Music._ POESIE _sinks on one knee, making a "lap" of her dress with her hand_. FLORA _steps behind, holding flowers over her head_. AGRIA _at_ R., _kneeling, in the act of laying her treasures at her feet_. POMONA, L., _bending forward, about to pour her fruits into her lap_. OCEANA _with her arms about_ WAVA _and_ SHELLIE, R. _and_ L., _kneel_. MAJESTA, LOFTIE, _and_ AERIE _form a standing group, with arms thrown about each other_. POMONA _passes to back_, L. _corner_. FLORA _looks down at_ POESIE. POESIE _has her head thrown back, looking up at_ FLORA. _All the others look at_ POESIE. _Music continues until the group is well settled in position, then_,— _Chorus; air, "The First Violets."_ Come with gentle Flora, fair fields to rove. She can deck with beauty, she will share with love. Bathed by the sunlight, and fed by the dew, Her bright and verdant regions are opening to you.