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“O pity, great Father of light," then I cry'd, “ Thy creature who fain would not wander from Thee! " Lo, humbled in dust, I relinquish my pride : “ From doubt and from darkness thou only canst free.”

* And darkness and doubt are now flying away. No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn.

So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, « The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And Nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! « On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty Immortal awakes from the tomb.'

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