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SPIRIT who over this our mortal Earth	A
Where nought hath birth	A
Which imperfection doth not some way dim	B
Since Earth offended HIM	B
Thou who unseen from out thy radiant wings	C
Dost shower down light o'er mean and common things	C
And wandering to and fro	D
Through the condemn'd and sinful world dost go	D
Haunting that wilderness the human heart	E
With gleams of glory that too soon depart	E
Gilding both weed and flower	F
What is thy birth divine and whence thy mighty power	F
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The Sculptor owns thee On his high pale brow	G
Bewild'ring images are pressing now	G
Groups whose immortal grace	H
His chisel ne'er shall trace	H
Though in his mind the fresh creation glows	I
High forms of godlike strength	J
Or limbs whose languid length	J
The marble fixes in a sweet repose	I
At thy command	K
His true and patient hand	K
Moulds the dull clay to Beauty's richest line	L
Or with more tedious skill	M
Obedient to thy will	M
By touches imperceptible and fine	L
Works slowly day by day	N
The rough hewn block away	N
Till the soft shadow of the bust's pale smile	O
Wakes into statue life and pays the assiduous toil	P
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Thee the young Painter knows whose fervent eyes	Q
O'er the blank waste of canvas fondly bending	R
See fast within its magic circle rise	Q
Some pictured scene with colours softly blending	R
Green bowers and leafy glades	S
The old Arcadian shades	S
Where thwarting glimpses of the sun are thrown	T
And dancing nymphs and shepherds one by one	U
Appear to bless his sight	V
In Fancy's glowing light	V
Peopling that spot of green Earth's flowery breast	W
With every attitude of joy and rest	W
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Lo at his pencil's touch steals faintly forth	X
Like an uprising star in the cold north	X
Some face which soon shall glow with beauty's fire	F
Dim seems the sketch to those who stand around	Y
Dim and uncertain as an echoed sound	Y
But oh how bright to him whose hand thou dost inspire	Z
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Thee also doth the dreaming Poet hail	A2
Fond comforter of many a dreary day	N
When through the clouds his Fancy's car can sail	A2
To worlds of radiance far how far away	N
At thy clear touch as at the burst of light	V
Which Morning shoots along the purple hills	B2
Chasing the shadows of the vanish'd night	V
And silvering all the darkly gushing rills	B2
Giving each waking blossom gemm'd with dew	C2
Its bright and proper hue	C2
He suddenly beholds the chequered face	B2
Of this old world in its young Eden grace	B2
Disease and want and sin and pain are not	D2
Nor homely and familiar things man's lot	D2
Is like his aspirations bright and high	E2
And even the haunting thought that man must die	E2
His dream so changes from its fearful strife	F2
Death seems but fainting into purer life	F2
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Nor only these thy presence woo	C2
The less inspired own thee too	C2
Thou hast thy tranquil source	B2
In the deep well springs of the human heart	E
And gushest with sweet force	B2
When most imprison'd causing tears to start	E
In the worn citizen's o'erwearied eye	E2
As with a sigh	E2
At the bright close of some rare holiday	N
He sees the branches wave the waters play	N
And hears the clock's far distant mellow chime	G2
Warn him a busier world reclaims his time	G2
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Thee Childhood's heart confesses when he sees	B2
The heavy rose bud crimson in the breeze	B2
When the red coral wins his eager gaze	B2
Or the warm sunbeam dazzles with its rays	B2
Thee through his varied hours of rapid joy	H2
The eager Boy	H2
Who wild across the grassy meadow springs	B2
And still with sparkling eyes	B2
Pursues the uncertain prize	B2
Lured by the velvet glory of its wings	B2
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And so from youth to age yea till the end	I2
An unforsaking unforgetting friend	I2
Thou hoverest round us And when all is o'er	F
And Earth's most loved illusions please no more	J2
Thou stealest gently to the couch of Death	K2
There while the lagging breath	K2
Comes faint and fitfully to usher nigh	E2
Consoling visions from thy native sky	E2
Making it sweet to die	E2
The sick man's ears are faint his eyes are dim	B
But his heart listens to the Heavenward hymn	B
And his soul sees in lieu of that sad band	K
Who come with mournful tread	L2
To kneel about his bed	L2
God's white robed angels who around him stand	K
And waive his Spirit to 'the Better Land '	-
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So living dying still our hearts pursue	C2
That loveliness which never met our view	C2
Still to the last the ruling thought will reign	M2
Nor deem one feeling given was giv'n invain	M2
For it may be our banish'd souls recal	N
In this their earthly thrall	N
With the sick dreams of exiles that far world	N2
Whence angels once were hurl'd	N2
Or it may be a faint and trembling sense	B2
Vague as permitted by Omnipotence	B2
Foreshows the immortal radiance round us shed	L2
When the Imperfect shall be perfected	O2
Like the chain'd eagle in his fetter'd might	V
Straining upon the Heavens his wistful sight	V
Who toward the upward glory fondly springs	B2
With all the vain strength of his shivering wings	B2
So chain'd to earth and baffled yet so fond	P2
Of the pure sky which lies so far beyond	P2
We make the attempt to soar in many a thought	Q2
Of Beauty born and into Beauty wrought	Q2
Dimly we struggle onwards who shall say	N
Which glimmering light leads nearest to the Day	N

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