l'CIJI:IIa 01' BJILlGlOtr.And oft'er'd to the llightiest solemn thanks
And aupplicatioo. For hia aimple beut
Might not resiat tbe llMr8d inBnencea
Which, from the stilly tw~~t or the place,
And from the gmy old tr that high in heaven
Mingled their mouy boughs, and from the sound
Or the innaable breatll that IWa.y'd at OUCG
All their green tope, stole over him, a.od bow'd
Hie spirit with the thought of boundltlss power
And mnccessible majesty. Ab! why
Should we in the worlil's riper years neglect
God's ancient sanctuaries, and adore
Only among the crowd, aud under roof's
That our frail hands lmvt.> raised 1 Let me, at le!IJ!t,
Here in the ahadow of this aged wood,
Oft'er one hymn-thrice happy, if it find
Acceptance in His ear.
Father! thy hand
Hath rear'd these venerable columna, thou.
Didst weAve thill verdant roQf. Thou didst look down
Upon the naked earth, and, forthwith, rose
All these fair rank.& or trees. They in the san
Budded, and shook their green leaves in thy breeze,
And shot towards hea.vf,!n. The century-living crow,
Whose birth was on their tope, grew old and dled
Among their brn.uchea, till, a.t lastt.tbey stood,
As now thl,!ystand. massy, n.nd tuu, and dark,
Fit shrine for humble worshipper to hold
Communiou with his Maker. These dim vaults,
These will! ling aisles, of human pomp or pride
Report not. No fn.utastic c.uvings show
The boast of our vain race to change the form
Of thy fair works. But thou art here-thou fill'st
The solitude. Thou art in the soft winds
That ron along the summit of these trees
In music; thou art in the cooler breath
That !rom the inmost darklle1111 of the place
Comes, scarcely felt; the barky trunk.&, the ground,
The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee.
Here is continual worship ; nature here,
In the tranquillity that \hou dost love 1
Enjoys thy presence. Noiselesaly, around,
Fro~ perch to perch, the solit.t.ry bird
Passes,; and yon clear spring, that, 'midst ita herbs,
W ella softly forth, a.nd wandering ateepe the roota