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Several Occasions.
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But e'er the Noon of Day, in fiery Gleams
He darts the Glory of his blazing Beams;
Beneath the Burnings of his sultry Ray,
Earth to her Center pierc'd admits the Day;
Huge Vales expand, where Rivers roul'd before,
And lessen'd Seas contract within their Shore.

O! Pow'r Supreme! O! high above all height!
Thou gav'st the Sun to shine, and thou art Light!
Whether he falls or rises in the Skies,
He by thy Voice is taught to fall or rise;
Swiftly he moves, refulgent in his Sphere,
And measures out the Day, the Month, and Year;
He drives the Hours along with flower pace,
The Minutes run away impetuous in their Race:
He wakes the Flow'rs that sleep within the Earth,
And calls the fragrant Infants out to Birth;

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