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Prevent the rising sun.
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Just men, by whom impartial laws were given;And saints who taught and led the way to heaven.
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Nor e'er was to the bowers of bliss conveyedA fairer spirit or more welcome shade.
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A snow of blossoms and a wild of flowers.
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The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.
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though every friend be fled,Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead.
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He 'midst the graceful of superior grace,And she the loveliest of the loveliest race.
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