St. 9. Orthodoxy, my Lord," said Bishop Warburton, in a whisper,--" orthodoxy is my doxy, - heterodoxy is another man's doxy.' k. JOSEPH PRIESTLY-- Memoirs. No one is so much alone in the universe as a denier of God. With an orphaned heart, which has lost the greatest of fathers, he stands mourning by the immeasurable corpse of nature, no longer moved or sustained by the Spirit of the universe, but growing in its grave; and he mourns, until he himself crumbles away from the dead body. 1. RICHTER-Flower, Fruit, and Thorn Pieces. First Flower Piece. Henry VIII. Act IV. Sc. 2. What ardently we wish, we soon believe. BELLS. How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal! BOWLES-Fourteen Sonnets. Ostend. On Hearing the Bells at Sea. But just as he began to tell, S. St. 31. That all-softening, overpowering knell, t. COWPER The Task. Winter Walk at The church-going bell. u. COWPER-Alexander Selkirk. Wanwordy, crazy, dinsome thing, But weel wot I, they couldna bring V. FERGUSSON-To the Ton-Kirk Bell. I call the Living-I mourn the Dead- w. Inscribed on the Great Bell of the The cheerful Sabbath bells, where ever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion. x. LAMB--The Sabbath Bells. Line 1. He heard the convent bell, y. LONGFELLOW-Christus. The Golden Legend. Pt. II. throat, In adoration of the setting sun, Chants forth his evening hymn. f. MOIR-An Evening Sketch. A slender young Blackbird built in a thorntree: A spruce little fellow as ever could be; And only just left them to stretch her poor legs, And pick for a minute the worm she preferred, Thought there never was seen such a beautiful bird. "So the Bluebirds have contracted, hav they, for a house? And a nest is under way for little M Wren? Hush, dear, hush! Be quiet, dear; quiet a mouse. These are weighty secrets, and we mu whisper them." j. SUSAN COOLIDGE-Secrets. In the thickets and the meadows BOBOLINK. Pt. XXI. Modest and shy as a nun is she; 1. Robert of Lincoln is gayly drest, Wearing a bright black wedding-coat; White are his shoulders and white his cres BRYANT--Robert of Lincoln. m. Robert of Lincoln's Quaker wife, Pretty and quiet, with plain brown wing Passing at home a patient life, Broods in the grass while her husban sings. n. BRYANT Robert of Lincoln. The broad blue mountains lift their brows 0. CANARY. Daybrea Thou should'st be carolling thy Make praise, Poor bird! now fetter'd, and here set to dra gage Thy bill, that now with pain scant forage ear p. JULIAN FANE-Poems. Second Editio with Additional Poems. Canary Bi To |