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I can speak positively to her Christian charity, which 

 you and I think the most important point. 



Thus I have written as freely as yourself in the 

 true spirit of friendship : and if you find me in the 

 right, it is all I care about ; for you are worthy to 

 know, and capable of appreciating, if you did know, 

 my highly honoured friend. 



&c. &c. 



J. E. Smith. 



Yet this fair world, the creature of a day, 

 Though built by God's right hand, must pass away ; 

 And long oblivion creep o'er mortal things, 

 The fate of empires, and the pride of kings : 



Eternal night shall veil their proudest story, 



And drop the curtain o'er all human glory. 



The sun himself, with weary clouds opprest, 



Shall in his silent dark pavillion rest ; 



His golden urn shall broke and useless lie, 



Amidst the common ruin of the sky ; 

 The stars rush headlong in the wild commotion, 

 And bathe their glittering foreheads in the ocean. 



But fix'd, O God! for ever stands thy throne; 



Jehovah reigns, a universe alone ; 



Th' eternal fire that feeds each vital flame, 



Collected, or diffused, is still the same. 

 He dwells within his own unfathom'd essence, 

 And fills all space with his unbounded presence. 



But Oh! our highest notes the theme debase, 



And silence is our least injurious praise ; 



Cease, cease your songs, the daring flight controul, 



Revere him in the stillness of the soul ; 

 With silent duty meekly bend before him, 

 And deep within your inmost hearts adore him ! 



