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As the ample Moon,In the deep stillness of a summer evenRising behind a thick and lofty Grove,Burns like an unconsuming fire of lightIn the green trees; and kindling on all sidesTheir leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veilInto a substance glorious as her own,Yea, with her own incorporated, by powerCapacious and serene: Like power abidesIn Man’s celestial Spirit; Virtue thusSets forth and magnifies herself: thus feedsA calm, a beautiful and silent fire,From the incumbrances of mortal life,From error, disappointment, ... nay from guilt;And sometimes, so relenting Justice wills,From palpable oppressions of Despair.Wordsworth.
As the ample Moon,In the deep stillness of a summer evenRising behind a thick and lofty Grove,Burns like an unconsuming fire of lightIn the green trees; and kindling on all sidesTheir leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veilInto a substance glorious as her own,Yea, with her own incorporated, by powerCapacious and serene: Like power abidesIn Man’s celestial Spirit; Virtue thusSets forth and magnifies herself: thus feedsA calm, a beautiful and silent fire,From the incumbrances of mortal life,From error, disappointment, ... nay from guilt;And sometimes, so relenting Justice wills,From palpable oppressions of Despair.Wordsworth.
As the ample Moon,In the deep stillness of a summer evenRising behind a thick and lofty Grove,Burns like an unconsuming fire of lightIn the green trees; and kindling on all sidesTheir leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veilInto a substance glorious as her own,Yea, with her own incorporated, by powerCapacious and serene: Like power abidesIn Man’s celestial Spirit; Virtue thusSets forth and magnifies herself: thus feedsA calm, a beautiful and silent fire,From the incumbrances of mortal life,From error, disappointment, ... nay from guilt;And sometimes, so relenting Justice wills,From palpable oppressions of Despair.
As the ample Moon,
In the deep stillness of a summer even
Rising behind a thick and lofty Grove,
Burns like an unconsuming fire of light
In the green trees; and kindling on all sides
Their leafy umbrage, turns the dusky veil
Into a substance glorious as her own,
Yea, with her own incorporated, by power
Capacious and serene: Like power abides
In Man’s celestial Spirit; Virtue thus
Sets forth and magnifies herself: thus feeds
A calm, a beautiful and silent fire,
From the incumbrances of mortal life,
From error, disappointment, ... nay from guilt;
And sometimes, so relenting Justice wills,
From palpable oppressions of Despair.
Wordsworth.
Wordsworth.