77. Taormini

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"And Jacob went on his way, and the Angels of God met
him."

SAY, hast thou track'd a traveller's round,
    Nor visions met thee there,
Thou couldst but marvel to have found
    This blighted world so fair?

And feel an awe within thee rise,
    That sinful man should see
Glories far worthier Seraph's eyes
    Than to be shared by thee?

Store them in heart! thou shalt not faint
    'Mid coming pains and fears,
As the third heaven once nerved a Saint
    For fourteen trial-years.

Magnisi
.
April 26, 1833.

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