. Fire and air . £ttg? — To W* Champneys, Esq., of Oriel (2JP EN HUNDRED thousand times our mother star%£y Hath kissed the temple of her fairest child; Three thousand years the Queen of Light afarUpon her Temple of the Sun hath smiled. Goddess of Light and Life, fair Mother Sun,The Children of Earth still worship thee; We love the light! Worship and love are one,And Light and Life and Love our Trinity. Ye grey old stones, ye rocks that time defy,Dark portals of the Godess of the Day, Ye moss grown altars that like Memnon lie, —O speak! Ye answer, Temples may decay, Religions perish! Gods may p
. Fire and air . £ttg? — To W* Champneys, Esq., of Oriel (2JP EN HUNDRED thousand times our mother star%£y Hath kissed the temple of her fairest child; Three thousand years the Queen of Light afarUpon her Temple of the Sun hath smiled. Goddess of Light and Life, fair Mother Sun,The Children of Earth still worship thee; We love the light! Worship and love are one,And Light and Life and Love our Trinity. Ye grey old stones, ye rocks that time defy,Dark portals of the Godess of the Day, Ye moss grown altars that like Memnon lie, —O speak! Ye answer, Temples may decay, Religions perish! Gods may pass away! But Light and Life and Love endure for aye!. c — To Hugh Morris, Esq. ANTERBURY! O glad hoursFlown beneath thy Angel Towers!Angel voices, angel choirsChant above thy angel spires!Angels poised on heaven high stoneRing the bells for Spirits flown. Music Saint Cecelia gaveEchoes through the sacred nave;Holy words the Shepherd taughtInto service sweet are from Palestine and Rome,Find in thee a welcome home. Blessed thoughts around are shedBy the living and the dead —Thoughts and musings deep and strong,Meditations sweet and long;Fellowship in solitude,Blessing and beatitude. U?Btmttt0t?r Ahb?g — To Frederick Baker, Esq. ^f N THE dark Minster where ages gloomQr} The golden rays of the noonday sun Break through the roseate glass oer the tombAnd scatter a rainbow of heavens own bloomOer flowers of thought, and laurels won,Oer poet and dreamer shrouded in stone. There Guinevere decks Alfreds brows, And Little Nell strews Charles with flowers, There Pippa sings where Browning sleeps; Fair Constance for Sir Walter
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