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 31. Angelic Guidance  ARE these the tracks of some unearthly Friend,  His foot prints, and his vesture-skirts of light,  Who, as I talk with men, conforms aright Their sympathetic words, or deeds that blend With my hid thought; or stoops him to attend  My doubtful-pleading grief; or blunts the might  Of ill I see not; or in dreams of night Figures the scope, in which what is will end? Were I Christ's own, then fitly might I call That vision real; for to the thoughtful mind That walks with Him, He half unveils His face; But, when on earth-stain'd souls such tokens fall, These dare not claim as theirs what there they find, Yet, not all hopeless, eye His boundless grace.  Whitchurch .  December 8, 1832.