He the robe of justice wore,
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The flowers anew returning seasons bring!
But beauty faded has no second spring.
The thick-sprung reeds, which wat’ry marshes yield,
Seem’d polish’d lances in a hostile field.
The stag in limpid currents with surprise
Sees crystal branches on his forehead rise.
There solid billows of enormous size,
Alps of green ice, in wild disorder rise.
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