Thron'd on the sun's descending car,
What power unseen diffuses far,
This tenderness of mind?
What Genius smiles on yonder flood,
What God in whispers from the wood,
Bids every thought be kind?
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Thron'd on the sun's descending car,
What power unseen diffuses far,
This tenderness of mind?
What Genius smiles on yonder flood,
What God in whispers from the wood,
Bids every thought be kind?
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