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No more the warbling waters roll :
Desarts of snow fatigue the eye;
Successive tempests bloat the sky,
And gloomy damps oppress the foul.

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But let my drooping genius rife,

And hail the sun's remotest ray :
Now, now he climbs the northern skies.
To-morrow nearer than to-day..
Then, louder howl the stormy waste,
Be fand and ocean worse defac'd,
Yet brighter hours are on the wing,-
And fancy, through the wintery gloom,
Radiant with dews and flowers in bloom,
Already hails the emerging Spring.

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O fountain of the golden day,
Could mortal vows but urge thy speed,
How foon, before the vernal ray,
Should each unkindly damp recede !
How foon each tempeft hovering fly,
That now, fermenting, loads the sky,
Prompt on our heads to burst amain,
To rend the forest from the steep,
And, thundering o'er the Baltic déep,
To 'whelm the merchant's hopes of gain!

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But let not man's imperfect views,
Presume to tax wife Nature's laws :
'Tis his with filent joy to use
The indulgence of the sovereign cause;
Secure that from the whole of things
Beauty and good confummate springs,
Beyond what he can reach to know,
And that the Providence of heaven
Has some peculiar blessing given
To each allotted state below.

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Ev'n now how sweet the wintery night
Spent with the old illustrious dead:
While, by the taper's trembling light,
I feem the awful course to tread;
Where chiefs and legiflators lie,
Whose triumphs move before my eye,
With every laurel fresh display'd:
While, charm'd, I rove in claffic fong,
Or bend to Freedom's fearless tongue,
Or walk the academic shade.

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II. For a Statue of Chaucer at Woodstock,

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Hymn to Science,

Gde for the Winter Solstice as originally written, 361

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