Fills The Air Around With Beauty.

The Place Is Very Well And Quiet And The Children Only Scream In A Low Voice.

Then Rose From Sea To Sky The Wild Farewell Then Shriek'd The Timid, And Stood Still The Brave, Then Some Leap'd Overboard With Fearful Yell, As Eager To Anticipate Their Grave.

That Famish'd People Must Be Slowly Nurst, And Fed By Spoonfuls, Else They Always Burst.

Christians Have Burnt Each Other, Quite Persuaded. That All The Apostles Would Have Done As They Did.

Admire, Exult, Despise, Laugh, Weep For Here There Is Such Matter For All Feelings: Man! Thou Pendulum Betwixt A Smile And Tear.