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    He came to an unknown stream , And he traced its banks along ; It rolled with an all unearthly gleam , And a murmur more rich than song : The flowers of this world were

    round—But in more than earthly bloom ; The bird ' s lay mixed with the river ' s sound-But it waved a brighter plume , And sang with a voice more melting there , Than ever was heard but in that sweet air .

    It was seldom peace came o ' er A breast to the war-field given ; He loved to muse on the battle ' s roar , And the steed o ' er the dying driven : — Yet the lone and lovely scene

    Flung over his heart its calm ; His eye was mild , and his brow serene , As if some mysterious balm Had been sprinkled over his stormy soul , And bidden its war-waves cease to roll .

    A moment there he stood , No more Ambition's slave , Entranced by the sound of the warbling flood , Aad the light of its shining wave . At length by his wondering train The voice of the King was heard . But so changed in its tone that they wished again To dwell on each silver

    word" We will trace this mystic stream to its birth , If it be indeed a river of earth . " Against its course they strayed , Through meads of the softest bloom , While the breeze , o'er the fairy stream that played , Drew from it a strange perfume . Swans , whiter than ever were seen ,

    Their wings on the wave unfurled , Or sung , from their bowers in the islets green , Songs meet for a fairer world ; The lotus in unknown lustre blew , And the rose seemed starred with elysian dew . The scene , at each step they took ,

    Still became more wondrous fair > — Oh , at that bright stream a single look Were enough to heal despair ! At length , they saw where the river dived Underneath a lustrous wall Of gems , and the King at a gate arrived Wrought of a burning diamond all : Trees within , unnamed in mortal bowers , Drooped under the weight of their splendid flowers *

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    346 Alexander at Paradise .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1827, page 346, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1796/page/34/