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Rh A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold, And pavement stars, as stars to thee appear, Seen in the Galaxy, that milky way, Which nightly as a circling zone thou seest Powdered with stars.—And now on Earth the seventh Evening arose in Eden, for the sun Was set, and twilight from the east came on, Forerunning night; when at the holy mount Of Heaven's high-seated top, the imperial throne Of Godhead, fixed for ever firm and sure, The Filial Power arrived, and sat him down With his great Father; for he also went Invisible, yet stayed—such privilege Hath Omnipresence—and the work ordained, Author and end of all things, and, from work Now resting, blessed and hallowed the seventh day, As resting on that day from all his work; But not in silence holy kept. The harp Had work and rested not; the solemn pipe And dulcimer, all organs of sweet stop, All sounds on fret, by string or golden wire, Tempered soft tunings, intermixed with voice Choral or unison; of incense clouds, Fuming from golden censers, hid the mount. Creation and the six days' acts they sung:
 * 'Great are thy works, Jehovah! infinite