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SUPPOSED TO BE FOUND IN AND NEAR A HERMIT'S CELL, 1818

IV

NEAR THE SPRING OF THE HERMITAGE

          TROUBLED long with warring notions
          Long impatient of thy rod,
          I resign my soul's emotions
          Unto Thee, mysterious God!

          What avails the kindly shelter
          Yielded by this craggy rent,
          If my spirit toss and welter
          On the waves of discontent?

          Parching Summer hath no warrant
          To consume this crystal Well;                               10
          Rains, that make each rill a torrent,
          Neither sully it nor swell.

          Thus, dishonouring not her station,
          Would my Life present to Thee,
          Gracious God, the pure oblation
          Of divine tranquillity!


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