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Soon shall the Morning struggle into Day,
The stormy Morning into cloudless Noon.
Much hast thou seen, nor all can'st understand—
But this be thy best Omen, Save thy Country!"
Thus saying, from the answering Maid he pass'd,440
And with him disappear'd the goodly Vision.

"Glory to thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!
All-conscious Presence of the Universe!
Nature's vast ever-acting Energy!
In will, in deed, Impulse of All to all;445
Whether thy Law with unrefracted Ray
Beam on the Prophet's purged Eye, or if
Diseasing Realms the Enthusiast wild of thought
Scatter new frenzies on the infected Throng,
Thou Both inspiring, and predooming Both,450
Fit Instruments and best of perfect End.
Glory to thee, Father of Earth and Heaven!"

Return, adven'trous Song! to where Dunois