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The learned Pastor dwells, their watchful Lord.
FATHER! to God himself we cannot give
I saw a mother's eye intensely bent
REGRETS. Would that our scrupulous Sires had dared to leave Less scanty measure of those graceful rites And usages, whose due return invites A stir of mind too natural to deceive; Giving to Memory help when she would weave A crown for Hope!—I dread the boasted lights That all too often are but fiery blights, Killing the bud o'er which in vain we grieve. Go, seek, when Christmas snows discomfort bring, The counter Spirit found in same gay church Green with fresh holly, every pew a perch In which the linnet or the thrush might sing, Merry and loud and safe from prying search, Strains offer'd only to the genial Spring.
MUTABILITY. From low to high doth dissolution climb, And sink from high to low, along a scale Of awful notes, whose concord shall not fail; A musical but melancholy chime, Which they can hear who meddle not with crime, Nor avarice, nor over-anxious care. Truth fails not; but her outward forms that bear The longest date do melt like frosty rime, That in the morning whiten'd hill and plain And is no more; drop like the tower sublime of yesterday, which royally did wear
His crown of weeds, but could not even sustain
CATHEDRALS, ETC. OPEN your gates, ye everlasting Piles! Types of the spiritual Church which God hath reard: Not loth we quit the newly-hallow'd sward And humble altar, ’mid your sumptuous aisles To kneel, or thrid your intricate defiles, Or down the nave to pace in motion slow; Watching, with upward eye, the tall tower grow And mount, at every step, with living wiles Instinct, to rouse the heart and lead the will By a bright ladder to the world above. Open your gates, ye Monuments of love Divine! thou Lincoln, on thy sovereign hill! Thou, stately York! and Ye, whose splendours cheer Isis and Cam, to patient Science dear!
INSIDE OF KING'S COLLEGE CHAPEL, CAMBRIDGE. Tax not the royal Saint with vain expense, With ill-match'd aims the Architect who plann'dAlbeit labouring for a scanty band Of white-robed Scholars only - this immense And glorious Work of fine intelligence! Give all thou canst; high Heaven rejects the lore Of nicely-calculated less or more :
So deem'd the man who fashion'd for the sense
were born for immortality.
WHAT awful perspective! while from our sight
CONTINUED. THEY dreamt not of a perishable home Who thus could build. Be mine, in hours of fear Or grovelling thought, to seek a refuge here; Or through the aisles of Westminster to roam; Where bubbles burst, and folly's dancing foam Melts if it cross the threshold; where the wreath Of awe-struck wisdom droops: or let my path Lead to that younger Pile, whose sky-like dome Hath typified by reach of daring art Infinity's embrace; whose guardian crest, The silent Cross, among the stars shall spread As now, when she hath also seen her breast Fill'd with mementos, satiate with its part Of grateful England's overflowing Dead.
ON THE POWER OF SOUND.
The Ear addressed, as occupied by a spiritnal functionary, in communion with
sounds, individual, or combined in studied harmony. – Sources and effects of those sounds.- The power of music, whence proceeding, exemplitied in the idiot. – Origin of music, and its effect in early ages. — The mind recalled to sounds acting casually and severally. – Wish uttered that these could be united into a scheme or system for moral interests and intellectual contemplation.— The Pythagorean theory of numbers and music, with their supposed power over the motions of the universe – imaginations consonant with such a theory. -Wish expressed, re. alised in some degree, by the representation of all sounds under the form of thanksgiving to the Creator. - The destruction of earth and the planetary system - the survival of audible harmony, and its support in the Divine Nature, as re. vealed in Holy Writ.
THY functions are ethereal,
At the still hour to Mercy dear, 1 I am not quite clear as to the meaning of this. "The pulse that beats devoutly, in life's last retreats,” may mean the innermost feelings of the heart, — feelings seated there where life is supposed to hold out longest; or it may mean thc (levout feelings of a “good and faithful servant” in his dying moments. If the latter, then “re. quiems answer'd by the pulse, &c., must be taken in the sense of "requiems speaking in accurdance with the pulse,” &c.