Enthusiasm Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQDRS TULVWXYZA2B2OC2D2E2F 2G2H2NI2J2K2L2M2D2EN 2O2P2Q2R2ES2T2U2SP2V 2W2EX2Y2H Z2K2BLQA3B3C3D3YE3K2 WF3G3H3F2I3F2KJ3K3C2 L3K2M3N3O3P3F3Q3R3S3 T3U3L3J2V3E W3X3M2K3IY3Z3A4B4YF2 A4C4D4E4VY2F4G4N ZA4I3H4A4I4L3XJ4A4L3 ZK4XQA4L4J3Z2A4A4A4M 4N4LA4S3SXA4O4A4P4L3 A4G2E2 A4ZA4Q4RJ2A4LR2R4S4T 4U4A4C2R V4UA4C4F4VQ4F2W4A4 X4U4Z2Y4A4Z4XVD2A4A4 ML2TA4A4A4MN4A4A4L3W 2QA4U4P4 I3A4Z2B4G2S3J3W2A4A4 P4TA4NR2L3VD2A4 VLXH3VVVA4XVA4A4B3MF 2Y2D2VVVA4E2F2A4A4 A4A4V2H3SA4VVA4R4A4L 3VXA4KA4A4T RA4V2A4A4LZA4VA4VR VL2VU4A4F2VA4J2HLA4A 4VU4 XVVVB4HVVXVZ4A4VA4A4 A4F2G4 U2VSVHRA4SL2A4A4VA4M 2A4I4L3XVL2VA2F4M2A4 B4E2A4VA4 VRA4A4E2Z4A4RVA4VVA4 VA4A4S A4VN3VVLHVVVA4A4SA4A 4VL3SZ2VA4A4A4 F4VA4UD2VA4A4HSVF4R| Oh for the spirit which inspired of old | A |
| The seer's prophetic song the voice that spake | B |
| Through Israel's warrior king The strains that burst | C |
| In thrilling tones from Zion's heaven strung harp | D |
| Float down the tide of ages shedding light | E |
| On pagan shores and nations far remote | F |
| Eternal as the God they celebrate | G |
| Their fame shall last when Time's long race is run | H |
| And you refulgent eye of this fair world | I |
| Its light and centre into darkness shrinks | J |
| Eclipsed for ever by the glance of Him | K |
| Whose rising sheds abroad eternal day | L |
| Almighty uncreated Source of life | M |
| To Thee I dedicate my soul and song | N |
| In humble adoration bending low | O |
| Before thy footstool Thou alone canst stamp | P |
| A lasting glory on the works of man | Q |
| Tuning the shepherd's reed or monarch's harp | D |
| To sounds harmonious Immortality | R |
| Exists alone in Thee The proudest strain | S |
| That ever fired the poet's soul or drew | T |
| Melodious breathings from his gifted lyre | U |
| Unsanctioned by thy smile shall die away | L |
| Like the faint sound which the soft summer breeze | V |
| Wins from the stately lily's silver bells | W |
| A passing murmur a half whispered sigh | X |
| Heard for a moment in the deep repose | Y |
| Of Nature's midnight rest then hushed for ever | Z |
| Parent of genius bright Enthusiasm | A2 |
| Bold nurse of high resolve and generous thought | B2 |
| 'Tis to thy soul awakening power we owe | O |
| The preacher's eloquence the painter's skill | C2 |
| The poet's lay the patriot's noble zeal | D2 |
| The warrior's courage and the sage's lore | E2 |
| Oh till the soul is quickened by thy breath | F2 |
| Wit wisdom eloquence and beauty fail | G2 |
| To make a just impression on the heart | H2 |
| The tide of life creeps lazily along | N |
| Soiled with the stains of earth and man debased | I2 |
| Sinks far below the level of the stream | J2 |
| Alas that thy bright flame should be confined | K2 |
| To passion's maddening vortex and the soul | L2 |
| Waste all its glorious energies on earth | M2 |
| The world allows its votaries to feel | D2 |
| A glowing ardour an intense delight | E |
| On every subject but the one that lifts | N2 |
| The soul above its sensual vain pursuits | O2 |
| And elevates the mind and thoughts to God | P2 |
| Zeal in a sacred cause alone is deemed | Q2 |
| An aberration of our mental powers | R2 |
| The sons of pleasure cannot bear that light | E |
| Of heavenly birth which penetrates the souls | S2 |
| Of men who deeply conscious of their guilt | T2 |
| Mourn o'er their lost degraded state and seek | U2 |
| Through faith in Christ's atonement to regain | S |
| The glorious liberty of sons of God | P2 |
| Who as redeemed account it their chief joy | V2 |
| To praise and celebrate the wondrous love | W2 |
| That called them out of darkness into light | E |
| Severed the chain which bound them to the dust | X2 |
| Unclosed the silent portals of the grave | Y2 |
| And gave Hope wings to soar again to heaven | H |
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| Oh thou bright spirit of whose power I sing | Z2 |
| Electric deathless energy of mind | K2 |
| Harp of the soul by genius swept awake | B |
| Inspire my strains and aid me to portray | L |
| The base and joyless vanities which man | Q |
| Madly prefers to everlasting bliss | A3 |
| Come let us mount gay Fancy's rapid car | B3 |
| And trace through forest and o'er mountain rude | C3 |
| The bounding footsteps of the youthful bard | D3 |
| Yet new to life a stranger to the woes | Y |
| His harp is doomed to mourn in plaintive tones | E3 |
| His ardent unsophisticated mind | K2 |
| On all things beautiful delighted dwells | W |
| Earth is to him a paradise No cloud | F3 |
| Floats o'er the golden promise of the morn | G3 |
| Hope daily weaves fresh roses for his brow | H3 |
| Shrouding the grim and ghastly phantom Death | F2 |
| Beneath her soft and rainbow tinted wings | I3 |
| Ere Care has tainted with her poisonous breath | F2 |
| Life's opening buds all objects wear to him | K |
| A lovely aspect and he peoples space | J3 |
| With creatures of his own The glorious forms | K3 |
| Which haunt his solitude and brightly fill | C2 |
| Imagination's airy hall atone | L3 |
| For all the faults and follies of his kind | K2 |
| Nor marvel that he cannot comprehend | M3 |
| The speculative aims of worldly men | N3 |
| Dearer to him a leaf or bursting bud | O3 |
| Culled fresh from Nature's treasury than all | P3 |
| The golden dreams that cheat the care worn crowd | F3 |
| His world is all within He mingles not | Q3 |
| In their society he cannot drudge | R3 |
| To win the wealth they toil to realize | S3 |
| A different spirit animates his breast | T3 |
| Their eager calculations hopes and fears | U3 |
| Still flit before him like dim shadows thrown | L3 |
| By April's passing clouds upon the stream | J2 |
| A moment mirrored in its azure depths | V3 |
| Till the next sunbeam turns them into light | E |
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| Rashly confiding still to be deceived | W3 |
| Our youthful poet overleaps the bounds | X3 |
| Of probability He walks this earth | M2 |
| Like an enfranchised spirit and the storms | K3 |
| That darken and convulse a guilty world | I |
| Come like faint peals of thunder on his ear | Y3 |
| Or hoarser murmurs of the mighty deep | Z3 |
| Which heard in some dark forest's leafy shade | A4 |
| But add a solemn grandeur to the scene | B4 |
| The genial tide of thought still swiftly flows | Y |
| Rejoicing onward ere the icy breath | F2 |
| Of sorrow falls upon the sunny fount | A4 |
| And chains the music of its dancing waves | C4 |
| What is the end of all his lovely dreams | D4 |
| The bright fulfilment of his earthly hopes | E4 |
| Too often penury and dire disease | V |
| Neglect a broken heart an early grave | Y2 |
| Oh had he tuned his harp to truths divine | F4 |
| With saints and martyrs sought a heavenly crown | G4 |
| How had his theme immortalized his song | N |
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| Behold the man who to the poet's fire | Z |
| Unites the painter's fascinating art | A4 |
| His touch embodies all that fancy brings | I3 |
| To charm the mental vision and he dives | H4 |
| Into the rich and shadowy world of thought | A4 |
| Soars up to heaven or plunges down to hell | I4 |
| In search of forms to mortal eyes unknown | L3 |
| To animate the canvass His bold eye | X |
| Confronts the king of terrors Through the gates | J4 |
| Of that dark prison house of woe and dread | A4 |
| Hails the infernal monarch on his throne | L3 |
| Crowned with ambition's diadem of fire | Z |
| Unsatisfied with all that Nature gives | K4 |
| To charm the wandering heart and roving eye | X |
| He would portray Omnipotence Rash man | Q |
| Reason revolting shudders at the act | A4 |
| God is a Spirit without form or parts | L4 |
| And canst thou from a human model trace | J3 |
| The awful grandeur of Creation's King | Z2 |
| Nature supplies thee with no perfect draught | A4 |
| Of human beauty in its sinless state | A4 |
| Man bears upon his brow the curse of guilt | A4 |
| The shadow of mortality that marks | M4 |
| E'en in the sunny season of his youth | N4 |
| The melancholy sentence of decay | L |
| Is it from such the painter would depict | A4 |
| The vision of Jehovah and from eyes | S3 |
| Dimmed with the tears of passion woe and pain | S |
| Seek to portray the dread all seeing eye | X |
| Which at a momentary glance can read | A4 |
| The inmost secrets of all hearts and pierce | O4 |
| The dark and fathomless abyss of night | A4 |
| Oh drop the pencil Angels cannot gaze | P4 |
| On Him who sits upon the jasper throne | L3 |
| Robed in the splendour of immortal light | A4 |
| But cast their crowns before him whilst they veil | G2 |
| The brow in rapt devotion and adore | E2 |
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| Nature will furnish subjects far beyond | A4 |
| The grasp of human genius Didst thou e'er | Z |
| On mossy bank or grassy plot reclined | A4 |
| Watch the effect of sunlight on the boughs | Q4 |
| Of some tall graceful ash or maple tree | R |
| Each leaf illumin'd by the noon tide beam | J2 |
| Transparent shines Anon a heavy cloud | A4 |
| Floats for a moment o'er the car of day | L |
| And gloom descends upon the forest bowers | R2 |
| A ray steals forth and on the topmost twig | R4 |
| Falls like a silver star From leaf to leaf | S4 |
| The glory spreads shoots down the rugged trunk | T4 |
| And gilds each spray till the whole tree stands forth | U4 |
| Arrayed in light This is beyond thy art | A4 |
| All thy enthusiasm all thy boasted skill | C2 |
| But poorly imitates a forest tree | R |
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| But let us leave the painter Let us turn | V4 |
| To those who never swept the sounding lyre | U |
| Or grasped the pencil ardent minds that hold | A4 |
| A deep communion with the winds and waves | C4 |
| The youthful worshippers at Nature's shrine | F4 |
| What says the soft voice of the plaintive breeze | V |
| Mournfully sweeping through the forest boughs | Q4 |
| In airy play moved gently by its breath | F2 |
| To such it hath a language and it wins | W4 |
| A tender echo from the youthful heart | A4 |
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| With throbbing bosom Nature's student treads | X4 |
| The sylvan haunts exultingly leaps forth | U4 |
| To hail the coming of the genial spring | Z2 |
| Shedding around from her green lap the buds | Y4 |
| In winter's rugged casket long enshrined | A4 |
| To form the chaplet of the infant year | Z4 |
| Young pensive moralist 'tis sweet to muse | |
| On beauties which escape the vulgar eye | X |
| To talk with Nature 'mid her woodland paths | |
| And hear an answering voice in every breeze | V |
| You court her beauties with a lover's zeal | D2 |
| You hear her voice nor understand the sound | A4 |
| Which speaks to you to all The volume spread | A4 |
| Before your dazzled eyes so rich with life | M |
| Is a closed book a fair illumined scroll | L2 |
| Traced in strange characters unknown to you | T |
| Would you unfold the mystery and read | A4 |
| The record the eternal hand of God | A4 |
| Has of himself on Nature's tablets graved | A4 |
| You must explore another wondrous book | |
| Of deeper interest far the book of life | M |
| The glorious volume of unsullied truth | N4 |
| Time's rapid and undeviating march | |
| Tramples down empires blots out names that once | |
| Bid fair for perpetuity of fame | |
| Truth is alone eternal as the God | A4 |
| Who on this everlasting basis placed | A4 |
| His own immutable and moveless throne | L3 |
| Time to these writings daily adds new force | |
| Deepening the traces of Jehovah's love | W2 |
| His fathomless unbounded love to man | Q |
| Peruse this volume and then walk abroad | A4 |
| And meditate in silence on the scenes | |
| Which lately charmed your unassisted sense | |
| Till your soul burns within you and breaks forth | U4 |
| In holy hymns of gratitude and praise | P4 |
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| Faith gives a grandeur to created things | I3 |
| Beyond the poet's lay or painter's art | A4 |
| Or upward flight of Fancy's eagle wing | Z2 |
| Earth is the vista through which heaven is seen | B4 |
| By him who journeying through life's narrow vale | G2 |
| Seeks in the objects which around him rise | S3 |
| To hold communion with his God to trace | J3 |
| The wisdom goodness majesty and love | W2 |
| That clothed the lilies of the field and twined | A4 |
| The simple diadem of buds and leaves | |
| So rich in their diversity of shade | A4 |
| Round Nature's brow and o'er the rugged hills | |
| Cast the light floating veil of purple haze | P4 |
| Which harmonizes to its own soft hue | T |
| The broken precipice and barren heath | |
| Here admiration may have ample scope | |
| The spirit soaring upward drinks in light | A4 |
| From other worlds and in the choral song | N |
| Of happy birds among the forest bowers | R2 |
| Hears the seraphic and harmonious strains | |
| That angels chant around the eternal throne | L3 |
| To him there is an anthem in the breeze | V |
| A burst of triumph in the thunder's peal | D2 |
| Which slowly rolling through the troubled air | |
| Strikes man with terror and yet praises God | A4 |
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| O'er Fancy's glass another shadow flits | V |
| Which shows a bolder aspect than the gay | L |
| Impassioned votaries of Nature wear | |
| Mark his majestic port his eagle eye | X |
| The stern erection of his haughty brow | H3 |
| Partially shaded by the snowy plumes | V |
| That lightly wave and wanton in the breeze | V |
| Is this a pensioner of hope Is this | V |
| A dreamer of wild dreams All eyes are turned | A4 |
| To gaze upon him as with measured step | |
| The weaponed warrior slowly passes by | X |
| Oh this is one of War's tremendous sons | V |
| Glory's intrepid champion his stout heart | A4 |
| Leaps as the war horse to the trumpet's sound | A4 |
| And hails the storm of battle from afar | B3 |
| He loves the press the tumult and the strife | M |
| Where horror holds the gory steeds of death | F2 |
| And slaughter hews a passage for the brave | Y2 |
| He too is an enthusiast his zeal | D2 |
| Impels him onward with resistless force | V |
| Severs his heart from nature's kindred ties | V |
| And feeds the wild ambition which consumes | V |
| All that is good and lovely in his path | |
| He flashes like a meteor on the sight | A4 |
| Seen 'mid the angry thunder clouds of war | E2 |
| Seeking a living name in fields where Death | F2 |
| Holds his imperial banquet and the blood | A4 |
| Of thousands flows to furnish forth the feast | A4 |
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| There was a time when softer feelings held | A4 |
| Their mild dominion o'er that haughty breast | A4 |
| When at his mother's feet a rosy boy | V2 |
| He wove bright garlands for his artless brow | H3 |
| And sought with playful dalliance to detain | S |
| The busy hand that could not pause to bind | A4 |
| His cumbrous wreath or answer the caress | V |
| Of him who climbed her knees to steal the kiss | V |
| But even at those tender years his braid | A4 |
| Of April blossoms was his crown the twig | R4 |
| Of golden willow with white daisies bound | A4 |
| His jewelled sceptre and the mossy bank | |
| Where he reclined in floral state his throne | L3 |
| The lambs that sported in the yellow meads | V |
| His lawful subjects while his azure eye | X |
| Looked up to heaven with all a child's delight | A4 |
| And thought that earth was only made for him | K |
| How often has he wept for that fair moon | |
| That shed her trembling glory o'er his path | |
| Wearied his slender limbs to reach the spot | A4 |
| On which the rainbow based its splendid arch | |
| And felt his heart with disappointment beat | A4 |
| When the fair pageant faded from his view | T |
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| Ah simple boy well had it been for thee | R |
| Had thy ambitious longings been confined | A4 |
| To objects wisely placed beyond thy grasp | |
| But years stole on thy ardent spirit broke | |
| Its childish trammels and with eager joy | V2 |
| Explored the warlike annals of the past | A4 |
| And called up spirits of the mighty dead | A4 |
| To set their hostile armies in array | L |
| And fight for thee their sanguine battles o'er | Z |
| Oh while such visions burst upon thy sight | A4 |
| Whilst shouts of victory and dying groans | V |
| Rang on thine ear time backward rolled his tide | A4 |
| Rome in her ancient splendour proudly rose | V |
| And murdered C sar lived again in thee | R |
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| Young fiery soldier let us track thy steps | V |
| Through danger's stormy paths to win the goal | L2 |
| Of all thy lofty and ambitious hopes | V |
| Wedded to glory thy brave heart springs forth | U4 |
| To win thy bride from valour's armed hand | A4 |
| And pluck the laurel from the brow of death | F2 |
| A novice in the camp and new to arms | V |
| The bugle lulls thee to repose the trumpet | A4 |
| Thrills on thy sleeping ear and bids thee dream | J2 |
| Of deathless fields in fancy fought and won | H |
| At length the day of trial comes the day | L |
| Which puts thy boasted courage to the proof | |
| Thy first in battle and perchance thy last | A4 |
| The camp is broken up the air is rent | A4 |
| With strains of martial music the loud neigh | |
| Of prancing steeds impatient for the strife | |
| With clang of arms and oft repeated shouts | V |
| Of warriors who impatiently leap forth | U4 |
| With reckless hardihood to meet their doom | |
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| With beating heart firm step and flashing eye | X |
| The young recruit of glory proudly grasps | V |
| The standard he must only yield with life | |
| The march commences deep excitement grows | V |
| To fiery expectation he forgets | V |
| Amidst the hurried interest of the scene | B4 |
| The crown he fights for only can be won | H |
| Through seas of slaughter and the waste of life | |
| Alas how few devoted hearts like his | V |
| Survive their first engagement with the foe | |
| Death strikes the hero to the dust He falls | V |
| In honour's mantle the triumphant cry | X |
| Of victory on his pallid lip expires | V |
| But what are conquests of the bow and spear | Z4 |
| And Alexander's victories compared | A4 |
| With the stern warfare which the soul maintains | V |
| Against the subtle tempter of mankind | A4 |
| The base corruptions of a sinful world | A4 |
| An evil conscience and a callous heart | A4 |
| Oh vanquish these and through the gates of death | F2 |
| Triumphant pass and win a heavenly crown | G4 |
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| Oh that my soul could find a voice to speak | U2 |
| That human language could express the thoughts | V |
| Which fill the secret chambers of the brain | S |
| In vain the lips pour forth harmonious sounds | V |
| In vain the eager eye is raised to heaven | H |
| Swimming in tears and bright with ecstasy | R |
| The senses still are debtors to the heart | A4 |
| Which trembling throbs for utterance in vain | S |
| Does the salvation of a deathless soul | L2 |
| Kindle no hope in the possessor's breast | A4 |
| Awaken no desire to be restored | A4 |
| To that most pure and perfect state of bliss | V |
| Man by transgression lost the noble thought | A4 |
| Of claiming kindred with the skies give birth | M2 |
| To no anticipations of delight | A4 |
| Joys such as angels share and saints who dwell | I4 |
| Within the circle of Jehovah's throne | L3 |
| A light is breaking on my mental eye | X |
| Visions of glory in succession rise | V |
| And fill the airy palace of the soul | L2 |
| I see afar the promised land An arch | |
| Of golden radiance canopies the gates | V |
| Of that celestial city Beautiful | |
| Unbuilt by hands the New Jerusalem | A2 |
| And holy to the Lord the happy home | |
| Of pilgrims who to reach that heavenly shrine | F4 |
| Sojourned as strangers on this goodly earth | M2 |
| Counting all things but loss yea life itself | |
| To win an entrance through those gates of pearl | |
| And dwell within the temple of their God | A4 |
| Alas earth's dusky shadow lies between | B4 |
| My ardent spirit and that blissful shore | E2 |
| Eye hath not seen nor mortal ear hath heard | A4 |
| How then can mortal pen portray the joys | V |
| Prepared for those who live and die in Christ | A4 |
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| Before me flows the rapid stream of time | |
| Dark fathomless encumbered with the wrecks | V |
| Of twice three thousand years They too shall sink | |
| Beneath those turbid waters swallowed up | |
| In the vast ocean of eternity | R |
| Leaving few fragments on the boundless waste | A4 |
| To tell to coming years that such have been | |
| How shall the naked spirit cross the flood | A4 |
| And land in safety on the happy shore | E2 |
| 'Tis not an earthly pilot that can steer | Z4 |
| So frail a bark through such a stormy tide | A4 |
| Cannot the eye of faith look up and see | R |
| The clouds of sorrow part the day star rise | V |
| Above life's trackless ocean shedding light | A4 |
| Upon the darkened nations From its beams | V |
| The mist of error flies the angry waves | V |
| Of passion which so long have vexed the world | A4 |
| Are hushed to rest controlled by Him who rose | V |
| From tranquil sleep and to the roaring waste | A4 |
| Of midnight waters mustering all their wrath | |
| Said Peace be still The howling winds obeyed | A4 |
| And silence sank upon the storm tossed main | S |
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| Oh look to Him and to his glorious word | A4 |
| His universal sovereignty demands | V |
| That deep devotion of the heart which men | N3 |
| Miscall enthusiasm Zeal alone deserves | V |
| The name of madness in a worldly cause | V |
| Light misdirected ever leads astray | L |
| But hope inspired by faith will guide to heaven | H |
| To win the laurel wreath the soldier fights | V |
| To free his native land the patriot bleeds | V |
| And to secure his crown the martyr dies | V |
| For beauteous Rachel Isaac's son endured | A4 |
| Seven years of bitter servitude and deemed | A4 |
| The weary months but moments to obtain | S |
| From crafty Laban's hand his promised bride | A4 |
| To prove his friendship for the man he loved | A4 |
| The generous Jonathan forgot his claims | V |
| To royalty intent to save the life | |
| Of him whom God had called to fill his throne | L3 |
| And wilt thou feel less zealous to regain | S |
| The love and favour of thy heavenly King | Z2 |
| And shrink because the path to glory lies | V |
| Up the steep hill of duty He who saved | A4 |
| Amidst the tempest on Gennesaret | A4 |
| Peter when sinking in the waves will aid | A4 |
| Thy feeble steps and guide thee to the rock | |
| Of everlasting strength | |
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| Spirit divine | F4 |
| Whose name I erst invoked whose influence fills | V |
| The narrow confines of this human breast | A4 |
| If I have dared to sing of truths sublime | |
| Oh shed a glory round my rugged lyre | U |
| Hallow the feeble strains that would reveal | D2 |
| The dazzling light which streaming from thy wings | V |
| Gilds all the dark and troubled tide of thought | A4 |
| Lifted by thee above the gulf of time | |
| My eye explores the regions of the blessed | A4 |
| And hopes long chained to earth are raised to heaven | H |
| Never while reason holds her steady rein | S |
| To curb imagination's fiery steeds | V |
| May I to joyless apathy resign | F4 |
| The high and holy thoughts inspired by thee | R |
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