Zeal And Duty Are Not

In Naked Beauty Most Adorned.

How Often From The Steep Of Echoing Hill Or Thicket Have We Heard Celestial Voices To The Midnight Air, Sole, Or Responsive Each To Other's Note, Singing Their Great Creator?

Wisdom's Self Oft Seeks To Sweet Retired Solitude, Where With Her Best Nurse Contemplation, She Plumes Her Feathers, And Lets Grow Her Wings That In The Various Bustle Of Resort Were All To-ruffled, And Sometimes Impaired.

The Teachers Of Our Law, And To Propose What Might Improve My Knowledge Or Their Own.

Hope Elevates, And Joy Brightens His Crest.