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Long, long he paused in meditative thought, How far was he thus on his mission brought; What knew he of these glorious mysteries That lit the prophet's brow with mystic fire; A glory all too bright for mortal eyes. To meet its radiance man must retire From this tremendous preface, or expire, While goeth forth the law that binds anew The soul to godliness, to a meet desire Of its first birthright, to the hope and view Of Eden once again, more perfect, and more true.