Charles Harpur (Чарльз Харпур)

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Downward, through the blooming roofage
    Of a lonely forest bower,
Come the yellow sunbeams,—falling
    Like a burning shower:
So through heaven’s starry ceiling
    To the hermit soul’s abode,
Comes the Holy Spirit,—earthward
    Raying down from God.

1. The Dream by the Fountain
2. Wellington
3. Mary Arden
4. Regret
5. Humanity

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