...awaken in his mind a sense of the beautiful and good. CHAPTER ON FLOWERS. THAT delicate field flower, With scented breath and look so like a smile, Seems,...upholding love, That are the soul of this wide Universe. SMALL BINDWEED. THE Bind-weed, pare and pale, That sues to all for aid, And when rude storms assail...

...such as hlooms not in the glare Of the hroad sun. That delicate forest Sower, With scented hreath, und look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the...shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visihle token of the upholding Love, That are the soul of this wide universe. My heart rs awed within...

...exalt to the highest pitch his conceptions 'f the skill which He possesses and the potency He wields. " My heart is awed within me, when I think Of the great miracle which still goes on In silence round me — the perpetual work Of Thy creation, finished, yet renewed...

...his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, "With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems,...when I think Of the great miracle that still goes on, IB silence, round me — the perpetual work Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed Forever. Written...

...his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems,...upholding Love That are the soul of this wide universe.' — pp. 29, 30. It is impossible not to recognize in these lines a certain degree of poetic power,...

...his root Is BEAUTY: such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad Sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems,...it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of th' indwelling life ; A visible token of th' upholding love, Which are the soul of this wide universe.'...

....To hew t!e token 0f tne upholding Love, And sprek the wul of tnis wide univerae. The lofty va( ^ ^^ within me. when I think Of the great miracle that still goes on, In silenee, round me — the perpetual work. Of thy ereation, finished, yet renewed For ever. Written...

...Eternal. Reflecting on these phenomena, the mind recalls the impressive exclamation of the poet — My heart is awed within me, when I think Of the great miracle which still goes on In silence round me— the perpetual work Of THY creation, finished, yet renewed...

...boughs,' give to them both perpetual benedictions. They alike feel that even ' The delicate forest-flower Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mould, An emanation of the indwelling Life ; ' while the trees in their presence ' stand like Druids of eld, their beards resting upon their bosoms,'...

...his root Is beauty, such as blooms not in the glare Of the broad sun. That delicate forest flower, With scented breath, and look so like a smile, Seems, as it issues from the shapeless mold, An emanation of the indwelling Life, A visible token of the upholding Love, That are the soul...