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...cloud of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest, And singing, still dost soar : and soaring, ever singest In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run ; Like an embodied joy, whose race has just begun The pale purple...

...of fire ! The blue deep thou wingest, And singing, still dost soar; and soaring, ever singest. hi, In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run; Like an embodied joy, whose race has just begun. IV. The pale...