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He laid his hand upon "the Ocean's mane,"
And played familiar with his hoary locks.

— Robert Pollok The Course of Time (1827)

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As living jewels dropped unstained from heaven.

Mercy stood in the cloud, with eye that wept
Essential love.

He touched his harp, and nations heard, entranced,
As some vast river of unfailing source,
Rapid, exhaustless, deep, his numbers flowed
And opened new fountains in the human heart.

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'T was Slander filled her mouth with lying words,
Slander, the foulest whelp of Sin.

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He was a man
Who stole the livery of the court of Heaven
To serve the Devil in.

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