Woe To The Crown That Doth The Cowl Obey! Dissension, Checking Arms That Would Restrain The Incessant Rovers Of The Northern Main, Helps To Restore And Spread A Pagan Sway: But Gospel-Truth Is Potent To Allay Fierceness And Rage; And Soon The Cruel Dane Feels, Through The Influence Of Her Gentle Reign, His Native Superstitions Melt Away. Thus, Often, When Thick Gloom The East O'Ershrouds, The Full-Orbed Moon, Slow-Climbing, Doth Appear Silently To Consume The Heavy Clouds; 'How' No One Can Resolve; But Every Eye Around Her Sees, While Air Is Hushed, A Clear And Widening Circuit Of Ethereal Sky.
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