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1770–1850

XXV

William Wordsworth

By chain yet stronger must the Soul be tied: One duty more, last stage ofthis ascent, Brings to thy food, mysteriousSacrament! The Offspring, haply at the Parent's side;

But not till They, with all that do abide In Heaven, have lifted up their hearts to laud And magnify the glorious name of God, Fountain of Grace, whose Son for sinners died.

Ye, who have duly weighed the summons, pause No longer; ye,whom to the saving rite The Altar calls; come early under laws That can secure for you a path of light

Through gloomiest shade; put on ( nor dread its weight ) Armour divine, and conquer in your cause!

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