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And all secured against the wind stern rising,
I pressed refreshment on my travelled guest,
Who well enjoyed the delicate repast
Of viands flavoured new and cooling drinks.
Full easily she believed herself brought
By design to this so happy spot: and sure
She deemed aright—It was her God's design:
Only she thought from God and not from man.
Think still, sweet maid, the same! No reasoner
Shall e'er disturb thy God's domain in thee!
Still from the same pure fountain thou shalt drink!
Still, in the Light Divine shalt thou see light.
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