CLI.

The starry fable of the Milky Way[517] Has not thy story's purity; it is A constellation of a sweeter ray, And sacred Nature triumphs more in this Reverse of her decree, than in the abyss Where sparkle distant worlds:--Oh, holiest Nurse! No drop of that clear stream its way shall miss To thy Sire's heart, replenishing its source[ph] With life, as our freed souls rejoin the Universe.