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 offspring of the holy light within, Offspring of Conscience and of Sin, Stern as thine awful sire, and fraught with woe From bitter springs thy mother taught to flow, Remorse! To man alone 'tis given Of all on earth, or all in heaven, To wretched man thy bitter cup to drain, Feel thy awakening stings, and taste thy wholesome pain. Midst Eden's blissful bowers, And amaranthine flowers,