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 Light of the Faith! who twin'st religion's zeal "So close with love's, men know not which they feel, "Nor which to sigh for, in their trance of heart, "The heaven thou preachest or the heaven thou art! "What should I be without thee? without thee "How dull were power, how joyless victory! "Tho' borne by angels, if that smile of thine "Blest not my banner 'twere but half divine. "But--why so mournful, child? those eyes that shone "All life last night--what!--is their glory gone? "Come, come--this morn's fatigue hath made them pale, "They want rekindling--suns themselves would fail "Did not their comets bring, as I to thee, "From light's own fount supplies of brilliancy. "Thou seest this cup--no juice of earth is here, "But the pure waters of that upper sphere, "Whose rills o'er ruby beds and topaz flow, "Catching the gem's bright color as they go. "Nightly my Genii come and fill these urns-- "Nay, drink--in every drop life's essence burns; "'Twill make that soul all fire, those eyes all light-- "Come, come, I want thy loveliest smiles to-night: "