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Spirit! so oft in radiant freedom soaring, High through seraphic mysteries unconfined, And oft, a diver through the deep of mind, Its caverns, far below its waves, exploring; And oft such strains of breezy music pouring, As, with the floating sweetness of their sighs, Could still all fevers of the heart, restoring Awhile that freshness left in Paradise; Say, of those glorious wanderings what the goal? What the rich fruitage to man's kindred soul From wealth of thine bequeathed? O strong, and high, And sceptred intellect! thy goal confest Was the Redeemer's Cross—thy last bequest One lesson breathing thence profound humility!