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...methinks, that heard a mighty Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest Plunge ! Motionless Torrents ! Silent Cataracts ! Who made you glorious, as the Gates...Heaven, Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who with living flowers. Of loveliest Blue, spread Garlands at your feet...

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...methinks, that heard a mighty Voice, And stopp'd at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless Torrents ! silent Cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the Gates...Heaven Beneath the keen full Moon ? Who bade the Sun Cloath you with Rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet...

...methinks, that heard a mighty noise, And stopt at once'amidst their maddest plunge, Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the gates...Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who with lovely flowers Of living blue spread garlands at your feet ? God ! God ! the torrents like a shout...

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...torrents ! silent cataracts 1 Who made yon glorious, as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full MoonT Who bade the Sun Clothe you with rainbows? who with...loveliest blue* spread garlands at your feet? GOD 1— let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! — and let the ice-plains echo, GOD ! GOD...

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