His brotherhood with hell had fired his eye As scarce can bribe impatience to delay To stoop his pinions on so mean a prey. ""Tis well!" he cried; "mine eye hath pierced the gloom, Hath glanced upon the secrets of the tomb : I've seen-what thou may'st see, with more of wonder, When death shall snap the silver thread asunder; I've seen-no matter what-I feel my fate, Lorn as it is, and deeply desolate, More happy now: 'twere harder far to dwell With these on earth, than nobler fiends in hell!" "And deem'st thou," I replied, "whate'er you be, There's none to feel, to weep, to pray for thee? I came to see thee die, but not to share Thy foes' wild joy, or feast on thy despair; F F Their zeal for God may hiss, and hoot, and ban-- Mine half forgets the murderer in the man. Burst heaven's bright portals to the felon's eye; And, know, some minds are far too keen to stay The desperate effort to relieve a heart That else had broken."-I beheld him start, And a low sigh half-struggled from his breast- And I have done with shame!" It was a tear I tottered from him to a small low room I flung me down; my mind was then o'erwrought And my breast laboured with a deep oppression, That those who know must feel-it lacks expression. A shock-a jar aroused me—a dead sound Of falling weight, checked ere it touched the ground! At motives in that moment's dizziness ;) That ghastly form, and slowly turned and swung! Save one long heave, one gathering, deep'ning swell, To judge what it hath been, or say what it may be. 1837. SUNDAY SCHOOL HYMN. WHO shall ascend to the holy place, And stand on the holy hill? Who shall the boundless realms of space With shouts of rapture thrill? Hallelujah! Hallelujah! For the Lord God omnipotent reigneth! The servants of the Lord are they, The pure in heart and hand, For whom the eternal bars give way, The eternal gates expand! Hallelujah! &c. |