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The Angel

Translation of Nathan Haskell Dole

AT Eden’s gates an angel holy

Was shining with bowed reverent head,

While o’er the abyss of hell soared slowly

A demon with black pinions dread.

The rebel spirit of doubt and lying

Beheld the sinless one; and then

The glow of tenderness, fast dying,

Awoke within his breast again!

“Farewell! my eyes have seen the vision:

Thou dost not shine in vain!” he cries.

“Not all on earth draws my derision,

Not all in heaven do I despise!”