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inner] hidden MSS. W., B.
Between [17-41]
Mid festive crowds, thy Brows too garlanded,
A Brother of the Feast: of Fancies fair,
Hyblaean murmurs of poetic Thought,
Industrious in its Joy, by lilied Streams
Native or outland, Lakes and famous Hills!
Of more than Fancy, of the Hope of Man
Amid the tremor of a Realm aglow—
Where France in all her Towns lay vibrating
Ev'n as a Bark becalm'd on sultry seas
Beneath the voice from Heav'n, the bursting crash
Of Heaven's immediate thunder! when no cloud
Is visible, or Shadow on the Main!
Ah! soon night roll'd on night, and every Cloud
Open'd its eye of Fire: and Hope aloft
Now flutter'd, and now toss'd upon the storm
Floating! Of Hope afflicted and struck down
Thence summoned homeward—homeward to thy Heart,
Oft from the Watch-tower of Man's absolute self,
With light, &c.
MS. W.
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social sense MS. B.
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Distending, and of man MS. B.
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