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...the parable of the prodigal) seems to have caught from this passage the imagery of the followiltg;. Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, •...sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose, experts his evening-prey.** ' The iwrepose, however, was suggested by Thomson's ' deep fermenting tempest...