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IVER and Gift!

Immortal one whom all unite to praise:

The young, who question not that clouds will lift,

Joy treading upon joy through all their days,—

The old, who cling the more tenaciously

To thy bright promises when most unblest,

Living from hour to hour debtors to thee,

Even for their dream of rest,—

Persuasive vision, wraithlike, pale!

Man's trust adoring ever doth caress

Thy insubstantial loveliness;

For even although

None may thy viewless habitation know,

Fondly the heart still follows from afar

The soft, alluring radiance of thy star,—

The light on earth that is the last to fail!

O wise enchantress who

Regret and disappointment dost redeem,—

With flattering pledges new