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The solitary monk who shook the world
From pagan slumber, when the gospel trump
Thundered its challenge from his dauntless lips
In peals of truth.

— Robert Montgomery

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The soul aspiring pants its source to mount,
As streams meander level with their fount.

And thou, vast ocean! on whose awful face
Time’s iron feet can print no ruin-trace.

Ye quenchless stars! so eloquently bright,
Untroubled sentries of the shadowy night.

And not from Nature up to Nature's God,
But down from Nature's God look Nature through.

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