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When thou dost send out whirlwinds on thy seas,

Alternatest thy lightning with its roar,
Thy night with morning, and thy clouds with stars
Or, mightier force unseen in midst of these,
Orderest the life in every airy pore;
Guidest men’s efforts, rul’st mishaps and jars,–
‘Tis only for their hearts, and nothing more.

GM

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