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I. ::The magic car moved on—
 * From the celestial hoofs

The atmosphere in flaming sparkles flew,
 * And where the burning wheels

Eddied above the mountain's loftiest peak,
 * Was traced a line of lightning.
 * Now it flew far above a rock,
 * The utmost verge of earth,
 * The rival of the Andes, whose dark brow
 * Lowered o'er the silver sea.


 * Far, far below the chariot's path,
 * Calm as a slumbering babe,
 * Tremendous Ocean lay.
 * The mirror of its stillness shewed
 * The pale and waning stars,
 * The chariot's fiery track,
 * And the grey light of morn
 * Tinging those fleecy clouds
 * That canopied the dawn.
 * Seemed it, that the chariot's way

Lay through the midst of an immense concave, Radiant with million constellations, tinged
 * With shades of infinite colour,
 * And semicircled with a belt
 * Flashing incessant meteors.


 * The magic car moved on.
 * As they approached their goal
 * The coursers seemed to gather speed;

The sea no longer was distinguished; earth