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Where Arthur lives, by ministering spirits borneFrom Camlan's bloody banks; or as the grovesOf earliest Eden, where, so legends say,Enoch abides, and he who rapt awayBy fiery steeds, and chariotted in fire,Past in his mortal form the eternal ways;And John, beloved of Christ, enjoying thereThe beatific vision, sometimes seenThe distant dawning of eternal day,Till all things be fulfilled."Survey this scene!"So Theodore address'd the Maid of Arc,"There is no evil here, no wretchedness,It is the Heaven of those who nurst on earthTheir nature's gentlest feelings. Yet not hereCentering their joys, but with a patient hope,Waiting the allotted hour when capableOf loftier callings, to a better stateThey pass; and hither from that better stateFrequent they come, preserving so those ties
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