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Rise! and upon the thirsty landSprinkle lifes wine with lavish hand;Kindle anew the spirits fire,And bid the flame in us expire.The tavern wine is draincd and gone,The drinkers find oblvion;The school re-echoes to the shout,And every lamp has flickered out.Reasons a knot-resolving slave,Faith mid conventions laid to grave,For in the breast there beats a heart,The unseen target of loves dart,Both are in quest of one abodeAnd both would lead upon the road:Reason tries every strategem,But love pulls gently by the hem.Love to the dust ruin hurledThe tabernacle of the world,And stretches high his fingers, evenUnto the canopy of heaven.