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The healthful bowl, remember him whose dews,Whose rains, whose sun, matur'd the growing fruit,Creator and Preserver! Reverence Him,O thou who from thy throne dispensest lifeAnd death, for He has delegated power,And thou shalt one day at the throne of GodRender most strict account! O ye who gazeEnrapt on Beauty's fascinating form,Gaze on with love, and loving Beauty, learnTo shun abhorrent all the mental eyeBeholds deform'd and foul; for so shall LoveClimb to the Source of Virtue. God of Truth!All-Just! All-Mighty! I should ill deserveThy noblest gift, the gift divine of song,If, so content with [1]ear-deep melodiesTo please all profitless, I did not pourSeverer strains; of Truth—eternal Truth,Unchanging Justice, universal Love.Such strains awake the soul to loftiest thoughts;


  1. ↑ This expression is from Owen Felltham.]