Her rulers his acceptance sought
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* Lo ! thou art gone now, and we stay " SThe curled lips mutter) : '* and no stars from thy mortal path so farAs streets where childhood knew the way.To Heaven and Hell thy feet may win.But thine own house they come not in." Therefore, the loftier rose the songTo touch the secret things of God,The deeper pierced the hate that trod DANTE AT VERONA, On base men's track who wrought the wrong;Till the soul's effluence came to beIts own exceeding agony.
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