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That by some ruined homestead builds,
And pours to the forsaken fields
  His wonted lay of love:

Why comes he not to bear his part,
To lift and guide th' exulting heart? -
  A hand that cannot spars
Lies heavy on his gentle breast:
We wish him health; he sighs for rest,
  And Heaven accepts the prayer.

Yes, go in peace, dear placid spright,
Ill spared; but would we store aright
  Thy serious sweet farewell,
We need not grudge thee to the skies,
Sure after thee in time to rise,
  With thee for ever dwell.

Till then, whene'er with duteous hand,
Year after year, my native Land
  Her royal offering brings,
Upon the Altar lays the Crown,
And spreads her robes of old renown
  Before the King of kings.

Be some kind spirit, likest thine,
Ever at hand, with airs divine
  The wandering heart to seize;
Whispering, "How long hast thou to live,
That thou should'st Hope or Fancy gave
  To flowers or crowns like these?"

THE ACCESSION


As I was with Moses, so I will be with thee; I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee. Joshua i. 5.

The voice that from the glory came
  To tell how Moses died unseen,
And waken Joshua's spear of flame
  To victory on the mountains green,
Its trumpet tones are sounding still,
  When Kings or Parents pass away,
They greet us with a cheering thrill
  Of power and comfort in decay.

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