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Normale Version: Now from the living fountains of my thought
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Now from the living fountains of my thought
Spring streams of comfort, crystalline and mild,
To cool the wound the sudden stroke has wrought
And bid my heart in peace be reconciled.
My spirit whispers--"From this meteor flown,
Draw knowledge of the stars, now all is done.
Assign it station in some system known,
Part of the ordered brightness round the sun."
Good counsel!--reconcile, transmute, remould
To earth's conglomerate mass this unconfined
Pilgrim of sky,--or label it, grown cold,
To edify a chaos-fearing mind? . . .
Love, love, I keep memorial of you! Nay!--
Unsolved, bright, lonely, till my Judgment Day!