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Then the voice said—"Thou needest not repine,
The hand, which smote, is mine;
And I smite whom I love.—Yet I will save
Thy body from the grave;
And when thou standest up, thou wilt regard
The counsel which I gave."

And out I spake—"Whatever thou may'st be
Who thus dost counsel me—
Thou unembodied, formless eloquence,
Whence comest thou—oh whence?"
And the voice answered in the gentlest tones
"My name is PROVIDENCE."