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I.
HAIL Goddess of the heaven-reflecting eyes,
Divine Athena! thou whose sweet breath blew
The message of the Gods the wide world through,
And showed us sovereign Reason in the guise
Of all-unearthly beauty; wake, arise
With fresh revealings; where the plant first grew
The fallen seed its life may still renew,
And yield young offshoots, strange to denser skies.
Divine Athena! thou whose sweet breath blew
The message of the Gods the wide world through,
And showed us sovereign Reason in the guise
Of all-unearthly beauty; wake, arise
With fresh revealings; where the plant first grew
The fallen seed its life may still renew,
And yield young offshoots, strange to denser skies.
Fair sleeper! Long ago a lordly bard,
Errant from England, to thy wakening gave
A fiery kiss; and still thy forehead, starred,
Nay sunned, and burning with the hopes that save,
Lies low; great Goddess, hath the world debarred
Thee room to rise, and made thy bed thy grave?
Errant from England, to thy wakening gave
A fiery kiss; and still thy forehead, starred,
Nay sunned, and burning with the hopes that save,
Lies low; great Goddess, hath the world debarred
Thee room to rise, and made thy bed thy grave?
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