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midst that silent shower, the royal mindAn easy passage found,And left its sacred earth behind;Nor murmuring groan expressed, nor labouring sound,Nor any least tumultuous breath;Calm was his life, and quiet was his death.Soft as those gentle whispers were,In which the Almighty did appear;By the still voice the prophet knew him there.That peace which made thy prosperous reign to shine,That peace thou leav'st to thy imperial line,That peace, Oh happy shade, be ever thine!
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