The Gentleman's Magazine Volume 6

The Gentleman's Magazine Volume 6

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...Man's skill who prize, let fondly trace In pencilled view or marble Grace, His hand. This living landscape; these Age-sculptured crags; tide-tinted seas; Moonrise; sundown; wood smoothed by wind; And cloud on shouldering breeze reclined; A changeful gallery, night and day, All walls without--God's art display To us. Vaunt not thy palace proud, Prince: fly! there's pillage in that crowd. These rocks, with flowering myrtles greened; This lowliest lodge, by laurels screened; This rood of shore; this refluent main; Yon Heaven, we each aspire to gain; All these, God's largesse, sky, soil, sea, By tenure of the eye, hold we. Friends thus of earth, with deep, with sky, Free be our talk, our musings high; These sands to roam; this moonlit sea To sail, in yon slight skiff with thee; At night, through saint and sage to find Commune with God and human kind; Then, sleep; and in foreshadowy dreams Recounted, choose morn's opening themes; So live we: scenes of strife and pride, Avaunt! mere meanness magnified. Be it ours, with thankful prayers to pay Their love, who cheer or charm life's way. What would we most? That gentle Peace Show flattering signs of fair increase; Wisdom train knowledge; and the van Head, in the mighty march of man. While tempests vex the Atlantic waves, And ships engulph in wandering graves; While northern ebbs, the land-ridge o'er, Call south floods, with rain-thirsting roar; While havening fish-boat scuds aghast, Smote broadside, by the sleetful blast; 'Tis all thou canst, with hope-born sigh, Commend to God, who live, who die. Enchantresses thou know'st, whose spell Shall spirit-worlds at will compel; And now, round homely altar bent, Lure angels from the firmament. Not such thy gifts. Diviner though Thou art, such arts wish not; but...show more

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  • Paperback | 314 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 17mm | 562g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236677595
  • 9781236677594