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With strengthen'd step to follow the right pathTill we shall meet again. Meantime I sootheThe deep regret of Nature, with belief,My Edmund! that thine eye's celestial kenPervades me now, marking no mean joyThe movements of the heart that loved thee well!Such feelings Nature prompts, and hence your ritesDomestic Gods! arose. When for his sonWith ceaseless grief Syrophanes bewail'd,Mourning his age left childless, and his wealthHeapt for an alien, he with fixed eyeStill on the imaged marble of the deadDwelt, pampering sorrow. Thither from his wrathA safe asylum, fled the offending slave,And garlanded the statue and imploredHis young lost Lord to save: Remembrance thenSoftened the father, and he loved to seeThe votive wreath renewed, and the rich smokeCurl from the costly censer slow and sweet.From Egypt soon the sorrow-soothing rites
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