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Translated from Part of a Saxon Ode.

No vital Bread, no cordial Wine
Shall store the Board or Bowl:
Th' essential Power of Life divine
Exists in every Soul.

No Pomp of Wealth, no art-wrought Vest,
The Sons of Heaven demand,
In uncreated Glory drest
By God's almighty Hand.

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In vain with Him it's feeble Blaze
Would human Pomp display,
Whose Aspect dims the solar Rays,
Whose Smile is endless Day.

There dwells Repose that knows no Pain,
And Joy's eternal Tide:
Oh! haste that Heaven of Bliss to gain,
'Tis Folly all beside.

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