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No common praise be thine, great Bard! whose strainsWith conscious strength a vulgar theme disdains;Sublime ascended thy superior soul,Above the lightning's flash and thunder's roll,Where other suns drink deep th' eternal ray,And thence to other worlds transmit the day;Where, round the pole, unnumber'd planets burn,And languid Cynthia lights her silver urn.O bear me to the soft elysian scenes,Where shades, far-spreading, boast immortal greens;Let Paradise disclose its fragrant flowers,Its sweets unfading, and celestial bowers;Gentle as Nature's infant beauties smil'd,Let Zephyr breathe amid the blooming wild,Stamp o'er the whole a never-ending spring,Which only Heaven could give, and Milton sing!

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