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Hear the voice of the Bard! Who Present, Past, & Future sees Whose ears have heard The Holy Word, That walk'd among the ancient trees. Calling the lapsed Soul And weeping in the evening dew; That might controll. The starry pole; And fallen fallen light renew! O Earth O Earth return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn, And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass. Turn away no more: Why wilt thou turn away The starry floor The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day.
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