Canto

1     7| collecting, he embraced:~Rich perfume this, whose like no seed
2     7|      Now where green junipers perfume the gale,~Suspend the snare,
3    41|     How perfect was its first perfume and pure.~ ~ II~The drink
4    46|        and stew with heaven's perfume,~Ambrosial odours and aetherial
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