A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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Lea aged than the hOAry treee and roo let
Aroun•l tbem ;-and the~ ba•e been holy men
Who deem'd it. were not. well to put life tbua.
But let me ol\en to these eolitadet
"R&tin, and in thy presence rello88U~
My feeble Yirtue. .l:le re it.a eoemi&a,
The p1U18ion"' at thy plainer foot.atepe ahrink.
And tremble And ure still. Oh, Gotll when thoa
Dost IIC&re the world with tempeats, at!t on fire
The heavens with fl\lliog thunderbolt&, or fill
With All the watera of the lit"IIItunent,
The swift dar\ whil"lwinJ that. uproots the wooda
And drowns tht! villages; wheu, at thy call,
Upriaea the great deep and throw11 himaelt
Upon the coutioent, ancl overwhelms
I'-citiea-who forget.a not, &t the eight
Of the11e tremendous tobn.a of thy power,
Bie pride, aud laya his strifes and folliee by t
Oh, from these sterner upecta of thy race
BP"~ me and mine, nor let u11 need the wrath
Of the mad unchaco'd elemeot.a to te~W:h
Who rules them. Be it oure to meditAte,
In these CAlm ah.a.des, thy milder mlljt>ety,
And to the beautiful order of thy work.&
Learn to conform the order of our Uvu.

NOT in the eolitnde
Alone ma.y mao commune with Heaven, or aee
Only io 81\vage wood
And annoy vale, the present Deity ;
Or only hear Bia voice
Where the winda whisper and the wavee rejoice.

Even here do I behold
Thy atepe. Almighty !-here, amidst the crowd,
Through the gn-at city roll'd,
With everlutiog murmur deep and loud-
Choking the wa)'ll that wind
'Hongat the proud pilee 1 the "Work of bnman kind.
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