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New facolties, or learns at least to employ
And wheels his throne upon the rolling worlds. : Much conversant with heaven, she often holds
With those fair ministers of light to man, That fill the skies nightly with silent pomp, Sweet conference. Inquires what strains were they With which heaven rang, when every star, in haste To gratulate the new-created carth, Sent forth a voice, and all the sons of God Shouted for joy.-"Tell me, ye shining hosts, “That navigate a sea that knows no storms, “Beneath a váult unsullied with a cloud, “If from
your elevation, whence ye view Distinctly scenes invisible to man, “ And:systems, of whose birth no tidings yet
Have reached this nether world, ye spy a race " Favoured as our's; transgressors from the womb, “And hasting to a grave, yet doomed to rise, "And to possess a brighter heaven than your's? " As one, who long detained on foreign shores, * Panis to return, and when he sees afar
Hiscountry's weather-bleach'dand batter'd rocks, “ From the green wave emerging, darts an eye
" Radiant with joy towards the happy land; “So I with animated hopes behold, "And many an aching wish, your beamy fires, “That show like beacons in the blue abyss, “Ordained to guide the embodied spirit hoine "From toilsome life to never-ending rest. “Love kindles as I gaze. I feel desires, " That give assurance of their own success, “And that infused from heaven must thither tend."
So reads he nature, whom the lamp of truth Illuminates. Thy lamp, mysterious word! Which whoso sees no longer wanders lost, With intellects bemazed in endless doubt, But runs the road of wisdom. Thou bast built With means, that were not till by thee employed, Worlds, that had never been hadst thou in strength Been less, or less benevolent than strong, They are thy witnesses, who speak thy power And goodness infinite, but speak in ears, That hear not, or receive not their report, In vain thy creatures testify of thee, Till tlou proclaim thyself. Their's is indeed A teaching voice; but 'tis the praise of thine, * That whom it teaches it makes prompt to learn, And with the boon gives talents for its use. Till thou art heard, imaginations vain Possess the heart, and fables false as hell; Yet, deemed oracular, lure down to death The uninformed and heedless souls of men. We give to chance, blind chance, ourselves as blind,
The glory of thy work; which yet appears
Thou art the source and centre of all minds,
THE WINTER WALK AT NOON.
Bells. at a distance.--Their effect. -A fine noon in winter,
-A sheltered walk-Meditation better than books.-Our familiarity with the course of nature makes it appear less wonderful than it is.—The transformation that spring effects in a shrubbery described. A mistake concerning the course of nature corrected. God maintains it by an unremitted act.-The amusements fashionable at this hour of the day reproved.—Animals happy, a delightful sight. Origin of cruelty to animals. That it is a great crime proved from scripture.—That proof illustrated by a tale.A line drawn between the lawful and unlawful destruction of them. Their good and useful properties insisted on.Apology for the encomiums bestowed by the author on animals.- Instances of man's extravagant praise of man.The groans of the creation shall have an end.--A view taken of the restoration of all things. An invocation and -an invitation of him who shall bring it to pass. –The reo tired man vindicated from the charge of uselessness.Conclusion
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds,