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But Life, whose source, by crags around it pil'd,

Chafed while confin'd, foams fierce and wild,

Glides soft and smooth when once its streams expand,

When its waves, glassing in their silver play,

Aurora blent with Hesper's milder ray,

Gain the Still BEAUTIFUL—that Shadow-Land!

Here, contest grows but interchange of Love;

All curb is but the bondage of the Grace;

Gone is each foe—Peace folds her wings above

Her native dwelling-place.