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300 Thou hast but taken thy seat with that blest choir, Whose hymns thy tuneful spirit learn'd so well From this sublunar terrace, and so long Interpreted. Therefore, we will not say Farewell to thee; for every unborn age Shall mix thee with its household charities. The sage shall greet thee with his benison, And Woman shrine thee as a vestal-flame In all the temples of her sanctity, And the young child shall take thee by the hand And travel with a surer step to Heaven.