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CHORUS.ODE.Hail to thy living light,Ambrosial Morn! all hail thy roseat ray:That bids gay Nature all her charms displayIn varied beauty bright;That bids each dewy-spangled flowret rise,And dart around its vermeil dyes;Bids silver lustre grace yon sparkling tide,That winding warbles down the mountain's side.
Away, ye Goblins all,Wont the bewilder'd traveller to daunt;Whose vagrant feet have trac'd your secret hauntBeside some lonely wall,Or shatter'd ruin of a moss-grown tow'r,Where, at pale midnight's stillest hour,Thro' each rough chink the solemn orb of nightPours momentary gleams of trembling light.
Away, ye Elves, away:Shrink at ambrosial Morning's living ray;That living ray, whose pow'r benignUnfolds the scene of glory to our eye,Where, thron'd in artless majesty,The cherub Beauty sits on Nature's rustic shrine.———
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