And now he feels the bottom； Now on dry earth he stands； Now round him throng the Fathers； To press his gory hands； And now, with shouts and clapping, And noise of weeping loud, He enters through the River-Gate Borne by the joyous crowd.
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And now he feels the bottom； Now on dry earth he stands； Now round him throng the Fathers； To press his gory hands； And now, with shouts and clapping, And noise of weeping loud, He enters through the River-Gate Borne by the joyous crowd.