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Thron'd in celestial sheen,

With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering;

And Heaven, as at some festival,

Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.

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But wisest Fate says no,

This must not yet be so,

The Babe yet lies in smiling infancy,

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