asae For the Columbian Fountain.


( A FRAGMENT!
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Who Oveth not the hallow'd place Of prayer,
Tie lower courts Of heav'ns sanctuary2
II - the place where sad humanity, b
Bew'd down by all the infamy OF sin,
Gathers true thoughts Of Immortality, ~
And learns the pathway to holier place! \
What rho' that pathway leads through sad
~ affection , M asa
Through vallies, drear with disappointment,
Itis not ever covered o'er with gloom;
Itwinds sometimes along the mountain top,
And beams with heay'ns unclouded brightness;
And if awhile IL leads thro' scenes of wo,
Or like the little stream, thro' forests dark,
Itsoon will merge into clearer day;
ForO !! il guides TO mansions up in heav'n!
Earth is but wing of that vast palace
The outer porch Of that great structure,
Which spans and occupies infnltude:
Its inner chamber His heaven-girt throne,
Whereon II ever s,andeth, and stretching
Out His mighty arm, lets fall the plummet,
Echoing forth His name, as It vibrates
Far and wide thro' all His vast domain, and
(Seeking the far-down depths offathomless wo,
Where sunlight never comes.) gives back a


groan


That finds response amid the woes Of earth
Every star that newly springs from. His
Creative hand, is but another high
Pillar to The temple added, gath'ring
Reund il worlds and satellites, which seem like
Rivets holding up its azure drapery,
And with His glory mantling all the sky
Then If the scaffolding Of thisgreat temple,
To mans contracted vision, is so grand,
O!swAat must be its unseen beauties like?
Or, if these are like the sunbeams only,
What then the full -orb'd splendors Of the sun !?
What beati6c scenes must meet the gaze
OF those, whose eyes undim'd by sin and


death, t
Are ever looking on those pictures bright,
Which, painted by His own omni6c hand,
Are hanging in its golden palace halls?


-QMs #lz0IR - 93 ~ atA2


BALrrMoRE, JAN. 5, 1916.