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Rh Shall flock to you and tarry by your side,

And comfort you with their high company.

Virtue alone is sweet society,

It keeps the key to all heroic hearts,

And opens you a welcome in them all.

You must be like them if you desire them,

Scorn trifles and embrace a better aim

Than wine or sleep or praise;

Hunt knowledge as the lover wooes a maid,

And ever in the strife of your own thoughts

Obey the nobler impulse; that is Rome:

That shall command a senate to your side;

For there is no might in the universe

That can contend with love. It reigns forever.

Wait then, sad friend, wait in majestic peace

The hour of heaven. Generously trust

Thy fortune's web to the beneficent hand

That until now has put his world in fee

To thee. He watches for thee still. His love

Broods over thee, and as God lives in heaven,

However long thou walkest solitary,

The hour of heaven shall come, the man appear.

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