ITaili sacred lore ofchadhood—hail How sweet it to trace Thine instinct in Creation’s scale. Kv’n neath the ..
... orchards all the way. Put forth their golden pride; Even hedges, husk’d bravery, Look'd lich that sunny morn ; starlet hip and blackberry prank'd September's thorn. In Cora’s glen the calm how deep ' That trees loftiest hill Like statues stood, or things asleep ...