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 Hope and recollection Only lead him right In its bright reflection And collateral light.

Find as yet we may not Comfort in its sphere: Yet these days will weigh not When it warms us here;

When full-orbed it rises, Now divined afar: None in all the skies is Half so good a star;

None that seers importune Till a sign be won: Star of our good fortune, Rise and reign, our sun!