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All hail! fair vistas break upon the view, / The gates swing wide and free with clanging sound, / Rejoice! a mighty champion is found, / Son of the morning, prescient and true.
Upon the threshold of a cycle new / He stands, and sentinels its virgin ground, / Seer in his poet-visioning profound, / Presaging vaster reaches -- skies more blue.
Lifting their misty glances to the day, / The prismic children pass the erstwhile bars, / Exultant, swiftly, boundingly they stray, / Awhile forgetful of deep, hidden scars / Thus, as a golden legend time shall tell / Of him who wrought so mightily and well!