To Reeting sounds, and viewless air; To all that's sweet, and false, and fair.
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To feeting sounds, and viewless air; To all that's sweet, and false, and fair. Whereto can we llen hope l- To the arch ofhcaven's wide cope, Where birds sing swecty, but are flying; Where days shine brightly, but are dying; So near, that we behold it ever; So far, that we shall reach it never. What can Beauty's semblance boast !- The rose resembles her the most, For that's the sweetest among flowers The brightest gem in Flora's bowers; And all its sweetness soon is past, And all its brightness fades at last. And what are Dreams, that light nights gloom!- Doves that, like Noah's, go and come, To teach the soul this orb of clay Shall not its prison be for aye That Times dark waves shall soon subside, And brighter worlds spread far and wide. And what's like Popular Renown, When the destroyer 1t doth crown ?- The honey which the wild bees power Wings from the bosom of the flower; The harmless drones no honey bring They win the sweets who wearthe sting. And what is like Ambitious fight?- The eagle on his airy height On whose broad wings the sunbeam plays, Though from the world they hide his rays, Drinking the dew before 1t falls, For which the parch'd earth vainiy calls HIN.