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Auspicious Reverence Hush all meaner song	A
Ere we the deep preluding strain have poured	B
To the Great Father only Rightful King	C
Eternal Father King Omnipotent	D
To the Will Absolute the One the Good	E
The I AM the Word the Life the Living God	F
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Such symphony requires best instrument	D
Seize then my soul from Freedom's trophied dome	G
The harp which hangeth high between the shields	H
Of Brutus and Leonidas With that	I
Strong music that soliciting spell force back	J
Man's free and stirring spirit that lies entranced	K
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For what is freedom but the unfettered use	L
Of all the powers which God for use had given	M
But chiefly this him first him last to view	N
Through meaner powers and secondary things	O
Effulgent as through clouds that veil his blaze	P
For all that meets the bodily sense I deem	Q
Symbolical one mighty alphabet	R
For infant minds and we in this low world	S
Placed with our backs to bright reality	T
That we may learn with young unwounded ken	U
The substance from its shadow Infinite Love	V
Whose latence is the plenitude of all	W
Thou with retracted beams and self eclipse	X
Veiling revealest thine eternal Sun	M
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But some there are who deem themselves most free	T
When they within this gross and visible sphere	Y
Chain down the winged thought scoffing ascent	Z
Proud in their meanness and themselves they cheat	A2
With noisy emptiness of learned phrase	P
Their subtle fluids impacts essences	P
Self working tools uncaused effects and all	W
Those blind omniscients those almighty slaves	P
Untenanting creation of its God	F
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But properties are God the naked mass	P
If mass there be fantastic guess or ghost	B2
Acts only by its inactivity	T
Here we pause humbly Others boldlier think	C2
That as one body seems the aggregate	D2
Of atoms numberless each organized	E2
So by a strange and dim similitude	E2
Infinite myriads of self conscious minds	P
Are one all conscious Spirit which informs	P
With absolute ubiquity of thought	E2
His one eternal self affirming act	E2
All his involved Monads that yet seem	Q
With various province and apt agency	T
Each to pursue its own self centring end	E2
Some nurse the infant diamond in the mine	F2
Some roll the genial juices through the oak	G2
Some drive the mutinous clouds to clash in air	H2
And rushing on the storm with whirlwind speed	E2
Yoke the red lightnings to their volleying car	I2
Thus these pursue their never varying course	P
No eddy in their stream Others more wild	E2
With complex interests weaving human fates	P
Duteous or proud alike obedient all	W
Evolve the process of eternal good	E2
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And what if some rebellious o'er dark realms	P
Arrogate power yet these train up to God	E2
And on the rude eye unconfirmed for day	E2
Flash meteor lights better than total gloom	J2
As ere from Lieule Oaive's vapoury head	E2
The Laplander beholds the far off sun	M
Dart his slant beam on unobeying snows	P
While yet the stern and solitary night	E2
Brooks no alternate sway the Boreal Morn	K2
With mimic lustre substitutes its gleam	Q
Guiding his course or by Niemi lake	L2
Or Balda Zhiok or the mossy stone	M2
Of Solfar kapper while the snowy blast	E2
Drifts arrowy by or eddies round his sledge	N2
Making the poor babe at its mother's back	J
Scream in its scanty cradle he the while	O2
Wins gentle solace as with upward eye	P2
He marks the streamy banners of the North	Q2
Thinking himself those happy spirits shall join	R2
Who there in floating robes of rosy light	E2
Dance sportively For Fancy is the power	S2
That first unsensualizes the dark mind	E2
Giving it new delights and bids it swell	T2
With wild activity and peopling air	H2
By obscure fears of beings in visible	U2
Emancipates it from the grosser thrall	W
Of the present impulse teaching self control	V2
Till Superstition with unconscious hand	E2
Seat Reason on her throne Wherefore not vain	W2
Nor yet without permitted power impressed	E2
I deem those legends terrible with which	X2
The polar ancient thrills his uncouth throng	A
Whether of pitying Spirits that make their moan	M2
O'er slaughtered infants or that giant bird	E2
Vuokho of whose rushing wings the noise	P
Is tempest when the unutterable shape	Y2
Speeds from the mother of Death and utters once	P
That shriek which never murderer heard and lived	E2
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Or if the Greenland Wizard in strange trance	P
Pierces the untravelled realms of Ocean's bed	E2
Over the abysm even to that uttermost cave	Z2
By mis shaped prodigies beleaguered such	A3
As earth ne'er bred nor air nor the upper sea	T
Where dwells the Fury Form whose unheard name	B3
With eager eye pale cheek suspended breath	C3
And lips half opening with the dread of sound	E2
Unsleeping Silence guards worn out with fear	Y
Lest haply 'scaping on some treacherous blast	E2
The fateful word let slip the elements	P
And frenzy Nature Yet the wizard her	S2
Armed with Torngarsuck's power the Spirit of Good	E2
Forces to unchain the foodful progeny	T
Of the Ocean stream thence thro' the realm of Souls	P
Where live the Innocent as far from cares	P
As from the storms and overwhelming waves	P
That tumble on the surface of the Deep	D3
Returns with far heard pant hotly pursued	E2
By the fierce Warders of the Sea once more	E3
Ere by the frost foreclosed to repossess	P
His fleshly mansion that had staid the while	O2
In the dark tent within a cow'ring group	F3
Untenanted Wild phantasies yet wise	P
On the victorious goodness of high God	E2
Teaching reliance and medicinal hope	G3
Till from Bethabra northward heavenly Truth	H3
With gradual steps winning her difficult way	E2
Transfer their rude Faith perfected and pure	I3
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If there be beings of higher class than Man	J3
I deem no nobler province they possess	P
Than by disposal of apt circumstance	P
To rear up kingdoms and the deeds they prompt	E2
Distinguishing from mortal agency	T
They choose their human ministers from such states	P
As still the Epic song half fears to name	B3
Repelled from all the minstrelsies that strike	K3
The palace roof and soothe the monarch's pride	E2
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And such perhaps the Spirit who if words	P
Witnessed by answering deeds may claim our faith	L3
Held commune with that warrior maid of France	P
Who scourged the Invader From her infant days	P
With Wisdom mother of retired thoughts	P
Her soul had dwelt and she was quick to mark	M3
The good and evil thing in human lore	E3
Undisciplined For lowly was her birth	N3
And Heaven had doomed her early years to toil	O3
That pure from tyranny's least deed herself	P3
Unfeared by fellow natures she might wait	E2
On the poor labouring man with kindly looks	P
And minister refreshment to the tired	E2
Way wanderer when along the rough hewn bench	Q3
The sweltry man had stretched him and aloft	E2
Vacantly watched the rudely pictured board	E2
Which on the mulberry bough with welcome creak	R3
Swung to the pleasant breeze Here too the Maid	E2
Learnt more than schools could teach Man's shifting mind	E2
His vices and his sorrows And full oft	E2
At tales of cruel wrong and strange distress	P
Had wept and shivered To the tottering eld	E2
Still as a daughter would she run she placed	E2
His cold limbs at the sunny door and loved	E2
To hear him story in his garrulous sort	E2
Of his eventful years all come and gone	S3
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So twenty seasons passed The Virgin's form	T3
Active and tall nor sloth nor luxury	T
Had shrunk or paled Her front sublime and broad	E2
Her flexile eye brows wildly haired and low	U3
And her full eye now bright now unillumed	E2
Spake more than Woman's thought and all her face	P
Was moulded to such features as declared	E2
That pity there had oft and strongly worked	E2
And sometimes indignation Bold her mien	V3
And like a haughty huntress of the woods	P
She moved yet sure she was a gentle maid	E2
And in each motion her most innocent soul	V2
Beamed forth so brightly that who saw would say	E2
Guilt was a thing impossible in her	S2
Nor idly would have said for she had lived	E2
In this bad World as in a place of tombs	P
And touched not the pollutions of the dead	E2
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'Twas the cold season when the rustic's eye	P2
From the drear desolate whiteness of his fields	P
Rolls for r	I2

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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