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 Then was the future present to my view, And strange events yet in the womb of Time To me made manifest. I sat entranc'd In the beatitude of heavenly vision. At length a wounded courser dropping blood Rush'd by me. I arose and sought the spot Where thou hadst fallen; there the Most High vouchsaf'd That aid miraculous which thou hast known.