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Truce for a moment between Earth and Ether / Slackens the mind's allegiance to despair: / Shyly confer earth, water, fire and air / With the fifth essence.
For the duration, if the mind require it, / Trigged is the wheel of Time against the slope;
Infinite Space lies curved within the scope / Of the hand's cradle.
Thus between day and evening in the autumn, / High in the west alone and burning bright, / Venus has hung, the earliest riding-light / In the calm harbour.