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Of wisdom looked from light on transient things. A scout of victory in a vigil tower, Her aspiration called high destiny down; A silent warrior paced in her city of strength Inviolate, guarding Truth's diamond throne. A nectarous haloed moon her passionate heart Loved all and spoke no word and made no sign, But kept her bosom's rapturous secrecy A blissful ardent moved and voiceless world. Proud, swift and joyful ran the wave of life Within her like a stream in Paradise. Many high gods dwelt in one beautiful home; Yet was her nature's orb a perfect whole, Harmonious like a chant with many tones, Immense and various like a universe. The body that held this greatness seemed almost An image made of heaven's transparent light. Its charm recalled things seen in vision's hours, A golden bridge spanning a faery flood, A moon-touched palm-tree single by a lake Companion of the wide and glimmering peace, A murmur as of leaves in Paradise Moving when feet of the Immortals pass, A fiery halo over sleeping hills, A strange and starry head alone in Night. End of Canto One 
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