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When Nations Are To Perish In Their Sins, 'tis In The Church The Leprosy Begins.

The Fall Of Waters And The Song Of Birds, And Hills That Echo To The Distant Berds, Are Luxuries Excelling All The Glare The World Can Boast, And Her Chief Favorites Share.

There Is In Souls A Sympathy With Sounds.

God Never Meant That Man Should Scale The Heavens By Strides Of Human Wisdom. In His Works, Though Wondrous, He Commands Us In His Word To Seek Him Rather Where His Mercy Shines.

Th' Embroid'ry Of Poetic Dreams.