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LXVIII. RESURRECTION,
Or Lake Mists on a Winter Morn.
To sleep in cold forgetfulness, and wakeFeeling, while earth dissolves, new impulse given,
And up into the warm bright heart of Heaven,
On wings full-fledged, a glorious way to take,—
God grant it, when that last of morns shall break!
Lo, as I prayed, the gates of night were riven;
Up purpling hills, by sweet attraction driven,
The lucent clouds curled ghostlike from the lake.
What birth to beauty at the full was there—
Inalienable glory won at prime—
These hosts of angels rising from the mere,
With all the honours of far sunset-time!
Yet, had their sleep been anything less cold,
They ne'er had mounted on such wings of gold.
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