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...sovereign vital lamp ; but thou Re-visit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray. Yet not the more Cease I to wander where the Muses...spring, or shady grove, or sunny hill, Smit with the loye of sacred song ; but chief o5 Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, That wash thy hallow'd...

...dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quench'd their orbs, Or dim suffusion veil'd. Tet not the more 2(i Smit with the love of sacred song; but chief Thee, Sion, and the flow'ry brooks beneath, 30 That wash thy hallow'd feet, and warbling flow, Kightly I visit: nor sometimes forget Those other...

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