Truth, Goodness, Beauty,—those celestial thrins,[1]
Continually are born; e'en now the Universe,
With thousand throats, and eke with greener smiles,
Its joy confesses at their recent birth.
- ↑ [The word seems to be a new one, but its meaning is clear.]
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