. The Baptistery, or, The way of eternal life. t real which we shadows deem,In Fancys visions Truths stern figures stand,Calling to Heaven, of Heavenly things their theme,The earth in which we live appears the only dream. i n 1: B \ PTI8TER1 . \\ e Beem to rise upon it as a BtairReaching to Heaven, whereon tlie Angels pass,Ami we beguile ourselves with visions fair,While from our feetj like some cloud-structurd massLit by bright rays or fragile vanishes. Such thoughts at solemn Eve,Like moonlight shadows oer the waving grass,Conic oer us, and awhile we wake to grieve,But soon

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. The Baptistery, or, The way of eternal life. t real which we shadows deem,In Fancys visions Truths stern figures stand,Calling to Heaven, of Heavenly things their theme,The earth in which we live appears the only dream. i n 1: B \ PTI8TER1 . \\ e Beem to rise upon it as a BtairReaching to Heaven, whereon tlie Angels pass,Ami we beguile ourselves with visions fair,While from our feetj like some cloud-structurd massLit by bright rays or fragile vanishes. Such thoughts at solemn Eve,Like moonlight shadows oer the waving grass,Conic oer us, and awhile we wake to grieve,But soon such lessons stern our fickle spirits leave. A Ten scarce discern the sound,—lifes footsteps fallSo downy soft, mid scenes of care and crime,—But still anon, at each calm interval,A voice is heard among the wings of timeSpeaking His praise; like some sweet solemn chimeFlung sweetly forth from some melodious tower,With modulating bells of sacred rhyme,Philosophy, from that her stony bower,Singing in sadness sweet of lifes fast waning ^\ Li a -<

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