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"But let my due feet never fail

To walk the studious cloister's pale,

And love the high-embowered roof,

With antic pillars massy proof,

And storied windows richly dight,

Casting a dim religious light;

There let the pealing organ blow,

To the full voiced quire below,

In service high and anthems clear,

As may with sweetness through mine ear

Dissolve me into extasies,

And bring all Heaven before mine eyes."