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Rh In branching wildernesses of rich gloom, In beast, and bird, and every living thing; Yea, noble thoughts and deeds and souls for ever Live in the deep eternal heart of God: They are reverberate in the lives of all; Nor fail of full fruition and reward.$5$

Or shall I light on some barbarian Court, where high lords, like reptiles in the dust, Grovel before a swarthy emperor, Throned all in gold? who—from the burning day Shielded beneath a slave-supported silk Pavilion crown'd with some griffonian beast, That courts the sunlight—clothed in musky fur Of tawny spotted pard, cruel as he, And fig-bark beaten; wrists with ivory bound, And slung with genets' tails; a scimitar In his right hand; red plumes of touraco$6$ Among his oil'd elaborated curls— Glowers where the panther-supple guards advance, Gory, dusk, jewell'd stalwart Amazons, At his feet rolling four distorted heads.