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Whether it be that Nature is so pure, And custom only vicious; or that sure God did by miracle the guilt remove, And made my soul to feel his Love

So early: or that 'twas one day, Wherein this happiness I found, Whose strength and brightness so do ray, That still it seems me to surround,

Whate'er it is, it is a Light So endless unto me That I a world of true delight Did then, and to this day do see.