Wayside pictures, hymns, and poems . -^» ..- •„.».,.-; ^-C^ ./ » - j - ^--Ti^J^ziT- ^^ AN INDIAN CANTO FIRST. usic among the mountains ! Howit streams Along the liollows where the fern-queen trills I Melodious matins by her door ofmoss, Shakes the bright ivy shimmeringon the rock, Tlirills through the thicket hlic a thiobbing overflows the happy voiceful vale !It is a queenly morning: the gicat globeIs rife with whispers from a world of wings,Each bush and tree a temple. How the psahnOf the gieen wood soars in a sound of praise,And every quiver from the brambled

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Wayside pictures, hymns, and poems . -^» ..- •„.».,.-; ^-C^ ./ » - j - ^--Ti^J^ziT- ^^ AN INDIAN CANTO FIRST. usic among the mountains ! Howit streams Along the liollows where the fern-queen trills I Melodious matins by her door ofmoss, Shakes the bright ivy shimmeringon the rock, Tlirills through the thicket hlic a thiobbing overflows the happy voiceful vale !It is a queenly morning: the gicat globeIs rife with whispers from a world of wings,Each bush and tree a temple. How the psahnOf the gieen wood soars in a sound of praise,And every quiver from the brambled and gleaming in the rising sun,Is hke a priest conversing with the Lord !IU bow me down and worship :— Ijord of life!Great Spirit in the centre of all worlds IThou King eternal, lone, of all things, mighty Potentate !Giving, upholding, guiding, Thee I dare approach, tlu-ough Jesus Christ, Thy thank Thee for the morning, when the earthIs adoration, and the heavens are praise. THE MOUNTAIN MAID. 37 I bless Tlice for the noontitle fall aixl froo, Wlien every wik

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