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Gavel — Obedience .

As midst the incoherent clash and void
Of the new world, the voice of God rung out,
" Let there be L IGHT , and there was light! " so falls
This gentle monitor, and all is peace!
The clangor of debate, the heated breath,
The vow forgotten, and the sharp retort,
Yield sweetly to the G AVEL'S strong " Be still! "
Reason returns with quiet, and she brings
That fine reaction which the generous heart
Moves to confess and heals the rankling wound.
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