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IV.1

Yea, Earth hath been! and the magnificence
Of Cities was! Of all that they contained,
(After it in the distance aches the sense,)
Yon little Speck is all that hath remained;
God's Angel guides the Ark, and guards it well,
Blessed, albeit on every side constrained—
In its capacious womb a World doth dwell
In safety, creatures of the Earth and Air,
And Man their lord, and Woman, first who fell,
Yet fairest of all things when all were fair;
Them guides God's Angel to their Ararat,
And renovated Earth awaits them there.

IV.2.

Hope cheered them on their way, God's Presence that
Faith quickens in the souls of faithful men,
That moral Courage which the World spurns at,
But which shall conquer in the Trial, when
The Heroes of Earth's vulgar Victories,
Worse Flood shall whelm than rolled o'er giants then.
The living billows, beneath living skies,
Leap o'er their Carcasses, and nothing lives
Between, save that saved Ark, and he who flies,
Yon Raven, in the search of land, that gives
No footing to the Dove who straight returns:
And whom the Ark which sent her forth receives.

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Again go forth, oh Dove! To him who yearns
The Olive-branch she brings! Go forth again!
She comes not back. Lo! Earth! and Man discerns.

IV.3.

Ye by the flood baptized, by Deluge slain—
Come ye to Judgement! lo, the Judge appears!
Where'er ye bide, on mountain or in plain,
Come in your multitudes! foretold by Seers,
Concurrent Prophecy of Paradise,
Dated co-eval with the Eternal Years,
Older than Earth, more ancient than the Skies—
Come Myriads! the Messiah to behold,
The Preacher like to Noah—Rise—arise!
He cometh with his Saints redeemed of old,
The Deeds of the Ungodly to confound,
And everlasting Judgement to unfold!
Hushed be the strain—the ground is holy ground.