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770 But might I give advice to you, Whom in my fear I love so well; From men of pensive virtue go, Dread Beings! and your empire show On hearts like that of Peter Bell. BUT MIGHT I GIVE ADVICE TO YOU WHOM IN MY FEAR I LOVE SO WELL FROM MEN OF PENSIVE VIRTUE GO DREAD BEINGS AND YOUR EMPIRES SHOW ON HEARTS LIKE THAT OF PETER BELL
white page on which he read, And made the good man round him look. 745 The chamber walls were dark all round,-- And to his book he turned again; --The light had left the lonely taper, [83] And formed itself upon the paper Into large letters--bright and plain! 750 The godly book was in his hand-- And, on the page, more black than coal, Appeared, set forth in strange array, A _word_--which to his dying day Perplexed the good man's gentle soul. 755 The ghostly word, thus plainly seen, [84] Did never from his lips depart; But he hath said, poor gentle wight! It brought full many a sin to light Out of the bottom of his heart. 760 Dread Spirits! to confound the meek [85] Why wander from your course so far, Disordering colour, form, and stature! --Let good men feel the soul of nature, And see things as they are. 765 Yet, potent Spirits! well I know, How ye, that play with soul and sense, Are not unused to trouble friends Of goodness, for most gracious ends--[86] And this I speak in reverence!  OR I MIGHT BEND AT NIGHT OR ANY PIOUS BOOK WHEN SUDDEN BLACKNESS OVERSPREAD THE SNOW WHITE PAGE ON WHICH HE READ AND MADE THE GOOD MAN ROUND HIM LOOK THE CHAMBER WALLS WERE DARK ALL ROUND AND TO HIS BOOK HE TURNED AGAIN THE LIGHT HAD LEFT THE LONELY TAPER AND FORMED ITSELF UPON THE PAPER INTO LARGE LETTERS BRIGHT AND PLAIN THE GODLY BOOK WAS IN HIS HAND AND ON THE PAGE MORE BLACK THAN COAL APPEAR'D SET FORTH IN STRANGE ARRAY A WORD WHICH TO HIS DYING DAY PERPLEX'D THE GOOD MAN'S GENTLE SOUL THE GHOSTLY WORD THUS PLAINLY SEEN DID NEVER FROM HIS LIPS DEPART BUT HE HATH SAID POOR GENTLE WIGHT IT BROUGHT FULL MANY A SIN TO LIGHT OUT OF THE BOTTOM OF HIS HEART DREAD SPIRITS TO CONFOUND THE MEEK WHY WANDER FROM YOUR COURSE SO FAR DISORDERING COLOR FORM AND STATURE LET GOOD MEN FEEL THE SOUL OF NATURE AND SEE THINGS AS THEY ARE YET POTENT SPIRITS WELL I KNOW HOW YE THAT PLAY WITH SOUL AND SENSE ARE NOT UNUSED TO TROUBLE FRIENDS OF GOODNESS FOR MOST GRACIOUS ENDS AND THIS I SPEAK IN REVERENCE
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