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Now hath strange sadness wrapp'd me—strange and deep— And my thoughts faint, and shadows o'er them roll, E'en when I deem'd them seraph-plumed, to sweep Far beyond earth's control.

Wherefore is this?—I see the stars returning, Fire after fire in Heaven's rich temple burning— Fast shine they forth—my spirit friends, my guides, Bright rulers of my being's inmost tides; They shine—but faintly, through a quivering haze— Oh! is the dimness mine which clouds those rays? They from whose glance my childhood drank delight! A joy unquestioning—a love intense— They, that unfolding to more thoughtful sight, The harmony of their magnificence, Drew silently the worship of my youth To the grave sweetness on the brow of truth;