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Mysterious Source of Light, triumphant Sun!
A Royal Witness hast thou been to me
Of th' existence of the Eternal One!
But e'en thy light compared with Deity,
Is as a dew-drop to the boundless sea.
What Angel-plaudits from surrounding spheres
Must have been echoed through infinity,
When first above thy myriads of compeers
Thou rod'st, exulting o'er the starry charioteers.
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