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 But, toiling fault and failure to redeem,

Cannot create what's loftier than his dream!

"For chaste must be the soul that chastely sees,

The thought enlightened, and the insight sure

That separates the pure from the impure;

And who Earth's humblest faith from error frees,

Awakening ideal sympathies,

Uplifts the savage from his kindred sod;

Who shows him beauty speaks to him of God!"