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Clearing those earthly mists away, That erst like veils before them lay? Whether fair dream, or actual sight, It was a vision of delight; For free to his charm'd eyes were given The spirits of the starry heaven. It was that hour, when each faint dye Of rose upon the morning's cheek Warns the bright watchers of the sky Their other ocean home to seek. He saw the Archer with his bow Guide now his radiant car below; He saw the shining Serpent fold Beneath the wave his scales of gold. —But, of all the pageants nigh, Only one fix'd ' eye: