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Immortal Amaranth! a flower which once 
In paradise, fast by the tree of life 
Began to bloom; but soon, for man’s offence, 
To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows 
And flowers aloft, shading the tree of life. 
Milton. 
There are distinctions that will live in heaven, 
When time is a forgotten circumstance! 
The elevated brow of kings will lose 
The impress of regalia, and the slave 
Will wear his immortality as free 
Beside the crystal waters ; but the depth 
Of glory in the attributes of God 
Will measure the capacities of mind; 
And, as the angels differ, will the ken 
Of gifted spirits glorify Him more. 
Willis. 
Were death annihilation—were this life 
A lamp extinguished, ne’er to be relit,— 
Then words of deep despondency were fit; 
Then man perchance might lift his arm in strife 
Against his Lord. Were blessedness of mind 
Dependent on the vastness of the heap 
Of gold and gems the schemers ’mong mankind 
Could gather—then ’twere virtuous to weep. 
But ’tis not so. Infinity of time 
Is yet to be. Beyond our vision lie 
Eternal realms, ineffably sublime 
And beautiful. 
MacKellar. 
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