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222 Rapture glows in hearts divine When a long-lost sinner's found. Swifter e'en the Lethe's flood Round Death's silent house can play, Every error of the good Will love's chahce wash away. All will haste your steps to meet, As ye come in majesty,— Men your blessing will entreat;— Ours ye thus will doubly be!

 LOVE'S DISTRESSES. 