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like Hope is yonder bow, That from the center bends so low, Where bright prismatic colours shew How gems of heavenly radiance glow, Just like Hope!

Yet if, to the illusion new, The pilgrim should the arch pursue, Farther and farther from his view, It flies; then melts in chilling dew, Just like Hope!