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O Happy Few
Upward draw Rays blinding bright
The startled host Through fiery height
Vaporous souls Careen black space
Streaking trails Of embered trace
Northward dart The faithful few
On glistening waves Of golden hue
O glorious change Flux flesh away
Bone to spirit Light from clay
The table is spread The linen is new
The mystery is finished O happy few!
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