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 Me did these move, and I made bold, And entrance gained to that strong-hold.

“Your Father gave me cordial greeting; But to his purposes, that burned Within him, instantly returned— He was commanding and entreating, And said, “We need not stop, my Son! “But I will end what is begun; “’Tis matter which I do not fear “To entrust to any living ear.” And so to Francis he renewed His words, more calmly thus pursued.

“Might this our enterprize have sped, “Change wide and deep the Land had seen, “A renovation from the dead, “A spring-tide of immortal green: “The darksome Altars would have blazed