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“Immortal Amaranth! a flow’r which once
“In Paradise, fast by the tree of life,
“Began to bloom; but soon, for man’s offence,
“To Heav’n remov’d, where first it grew, there grows,
“And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life;
“And where the river of bliss, thro’ midst of Heav’n,
“Rolls o’er Elysian flow’rs her amber stream:
“With these, that never fade, the spirits elect
“Bind their resplendent locks, inwreath’d with beams.”