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10 For which it hath its being, and may taste That peace, which in the end all life will share. This is the meed of virtue; happy Soul,
 * Ascend the car with me!


 * The chains of earth's immurement
 * Fell from Ianthe's spirit;

They shrank and break like bandages of straw
 * Beneath a wakened giant's strength.
 * She knew her glorious change,
 * And felt in apprehension uncontrolled
 * New raptures opening round:
 * Each day-dream of her mortal life,
 * Each frenzied vision of the slumbers
 * That closed each well-spent day,
 * Seemed now to meet reality.


 * The Fairy and the Soul proceeded;
 * The silver clouds disparted;

And as the car of magic they ascended,
 * Again the speechless music swelled,
 * Again the coursers of the air

Unfurled their azure pennons, and the Queen
 * Shaking the beamy reins
 * Bade them pursue their way.


 * The magic car moved on.
 * The night was fair, and countless stars
 * Studded heaven's dark blue vault,—
 * Just o'er the eastern wave
 * Peeped the first faint smile of morn:—