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PARADISE FOUND.

Naked, in despair,
Ashes on my hair,
Menace everywhere,
I fled from pallid Care.
Weak as lamb new-yean'd,
Followed by the fiend,
With his whip of wires
Red with my desires.
Soon a sage drew near,
Clad my stripes in fear,
Bade me weep and wait,
At a temple gate.
But a maiden came
With tender hands of flame,
And by secret ways
She led me many days.

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In the woodlands wild,
Now no more a child,
Among seraphs bright
I clothe my limbs in light.
Where the children sleep,
Like a snake I creep;
Kiss them on the face
For their greater grace.