From the golden alms of Blessing man had coin’d
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hich was worse ? France had shown a light to all men, preach’d ‘aGospel, all men’s good ;Celtic Demos rose a Demon, shriek’d and slaked the light with blood. Hope was ever on her mountain, watching till the| day begunCrown’d with sunlight—over darkness—from’ the still unrisen sun.
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