...blaclrning east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! 8 Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting...

...and, iu my heart, I repeated those lines of Thompson, " Should Heav-n command me to the farthest ve'ge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes. Rivers unknown to song ; where rirst the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on th- Atlantic isles j -tis nought...

...hymn'. 8. Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous dimes. Rivers unknown to song; where first the sun Gilds...God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste a* in the city full; And where HE vital breathes there mu•t be jsf . 9. When e'en at last the solemn...

...heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barb'rous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the sun...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles; 'tis nought to me — Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as...

...remembrance of the days that are gone. — But yet, I am not alone; — God is here. — And should duty "command me to the farthest verge of the green earth, to distant barbarous shores," He is there too. The "communion of the saints," is, indeed, a delightful privilege; but what...

...blackening east ; Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy, forget my heart to beat ! Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as...

...heart to heat. Should fate command me to the utmost verge Of the green earth, to distant harharous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting heam Flames on th' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me ; Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the...

...THERE they stand, Shining in order like a living hymn Written in light. CXVIII. —Nathaniel P. Willis. SHOULD fate command me to the farthest verge Of the...barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, where first the suu Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the Atlantic isles; 't is naught to me, Since...

...Should fate command me to the furthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, liivers Bathed in the rays of the great setting flam?, Hesperus, with the host of heaven, came, And l the Atlantic isles, — Ч is uuuglit to me : Since pod is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste...

...blackening east, Be my tongue mute, my fancy paint no more, And, dead to joy. forget my heart to beat ! ds of night. Lord, lest the tempter me surprise, Watch over thine the Atlantic isles, — 't is naught to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste,...