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Clarens! by heavenly feet thy paths are trod,—[km]

Undying Love's, who here ascends a throne

To which the steps are mountains; where the God

Is a pervading Life and Light,—so shown[kn]

Not on those summits solely, nor alone

In the still cave and forest; o'er the flower

His eye is sparkling, and his breath hath blown,

His soft and summer breath, whose tender power[ko]

Passes the strength of storms in their most desolate hour.

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