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 Soon shall the Morning struggle into Day, The stormy Morning into cloudless Noon. Much hast thou seen, nor all can'st understand— But this be thy best Omen, !" Thus saying, from the answering Maid he pass'd, And with him disappear'd the goodly Vision.

"Glory to thee, of Earth and Heaven! All-conscious  of the Universe! Nature's vast ever-acting ! In will, in deed,  of All to all; Whether thy  with unrefracted Ray Beam on the  purged Eye, or if Diseasing Realms the  wild of thought Scatter new frenzies on the infected Throng, Both inspiring, and predooming Both, Fit  and best of perfect . Glory to thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!" Return, adven'trous Song! to where Dunois Rh