Church poetry : or, Christian thoughts in old and modern verse . ient oer my mind,While weightier thoughts admission win,Sink its whole depths and rest within. As the large face the heavens expose,Thy pure reflecting mirror shows,Yet paints, in small terrestrial scenes,Some bordering flowers, or pendant greens ; 26 LESSONS FROM NATURE. So with resemblances divine My copying life direct to shine ; While Earths faint forms, grown distant, less Their fewer images express. Teach me thy constancy ; to force Oer bars and straits a stubborn course; Not idly in suspension held, Thy path not changed, t
Church poetry : or, Christian thoughts in old and modern verse . ient oer my mind,While weightier thoughts admission win,Sink its whole depths and rest within. As the large face the heavens expose,Thy pure reflecting mirror shows,Yet paints, in small terrestrial scenes,Some bordering flowers, or pendant greens ; 26 LESSONS FROM NATURE. So with resemblances divine My copying life direct to shine ; While Earths faint forms, grown distant, less Their fewer images express. Teach me thy constancy ; to force Oer bars and straits a stubborn course; Not idly in suspension held, Thy path not changed, though oft repelled. Thy patience teach my ruffled soulWhen like thy waves its motions roll,Though vexed to foam when passions fray ;In gentle smiles to pass away. Teach me thy rule of temperate bliss,Well pleased thy flowery banks to kiss,Yet by no sweets allured aside,Till ocean stops thy restless tide : To me a pattern wise dispenseMeetly to taste the charms of sense ;Still pressing to my wished abode,Nor fixd till at my centre—God. LESSONS FROM NATURE. 27. WRITTEN IN A VERY BEAUTIFUL SPRING. S. B. Say not, these flowers will quickly fade,This springtime soon have passed away,While they have been, for me they madeBright wreaths for many a distant day. Thank Heaven ! een transient things below,So lovely, never need depart;The sweetest thoughts are those which grow,From memory on the faithful heart. The daisied spring, the home-like spot,The friend that used to please me well,May pass, but cannot be forgot;—Loves image is indelible. 28 LESSONS FROM NATURE. ADDRESS TO THE SOLITARY. Wordsworth. As men from menDo, in the constitution of their souls,Differ, by mystery not to be explained ;And as we fall by various ways, and sinkOne deeper than another, self-condemned,Through manifold degrees of guilt and shame ;So manifold and various are the waysOf restoration, fashioned to the stepsOf all infirmity, and tending allTo the same point,—attainable by all;Peace in ourselves, and
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