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 MISCELLANEOUS .POEMS. Fixes now his eyes below, Then glances o'er all space, Shakes his head, nd wrings hi s hands, Then like a moon-struck ideot moping stands. Ha, he has dared to raise the veil ! Rash mortal, well may'st thou turn pale ! This it is with curious eye To pieme th' unknown futurity. Senseless now .behold him. fall, Music only can recal Thought or sense, again to him, - Whose life on charmed ground grows dim. Hither, viewless Spirits, bring Lute, and hmp, and warbled string. Hark, the notes are softly stealing, And, their power of soul revealing, See, light re-kindles in his eyes, His cheek resumes its wonted dies. Now he rises from the ground, Yet still bewilder'd gazes round, "ill all dissolves th' obli*ious spell, That held his senses. Now, farewell ! Thou, who hast turn'd the future's page, Enter the world's tumultuous stnge; There, learn what these dark shadows mean, And prove what thou hast heard and seen ! ......... Google

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