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The awful shadow of some unseen Power / Floats though unseen among us,-visiting / This various world with as inconstant wing / As summer winds that creep from flower to flower,- / Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower, / It visits with inconstant glance / Each human heart and countenance; / Like hues and harmonies of evening,- / Like clouds in starlight widely spread,- / Like memory of music fled,- / Like aught that for its grace may be / Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.