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My Mansion Is, Where Those Immortal Shapes Of Bright Aerial Spirits Live Insphered In Regions Mild Of Calm And Serene Air, Above The Smoke And Stir Of This Dim Spot Which Men Call Earth.

Rich And Various Gems Inlay The Unadorned Bosom Of The Deep.

The Starry Cope Of Heaven.

Who Can In Reason Then Or Right Assume Monarchy Over Such As Live By Right His Equals, If In Power Or Splendor Less, In Freedom Equal?

Confidence Imparts A Wonderful Inspiration To The Possessor.