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CLV.

Enter: its grandeur overwhelms thee not; And why? it is not lessened--but thy mind, Expanded by the Genius of the spot, Has grown colossal, and can only find A fit[524] abode wherein appear enshrined Thy hopes of Immortality--and thou Shalt one day, if found worthy, so defined See thy God face to face, as thou dost now His Holy of Holies--nor be blasted by his brow.[pn]