42 BISUOP TEGNER. 



See.st tliiiu yonder piue-clad isle 



Dimly smile, 



111 the light : 



Now the tree-tops ai-e faintly bright 



In the twilight cohl and clear : 



Birds to-day are pairing there. 



Hark 1 how their tender lay 



Salutes the day, 



Salutes the mate, already seen 



Perched on the branches green ; 



How lovingly the sti'ain 



Poui's fuith, to gain 



The bashful bride, as coy as though 



She the courtship did not know. 



Hark ! how in murmurs sweet, 



Thej^ the olil tale repeat ; 



Love, which must eternal be, 



Endless truth and con.stancy ; 



All that fondest longing feels. 



All that brightest hope reveals : 



There is sorrow's gentle sigh, 



There is joy's exulting cry, 



Mingling in one ; 



And not a tone 



Discordant from a single bush or tree ; 



All is delicious harmony. 



How eloquent thou art. 



Eternal voice of Nature's heart ! 



Thou holy flame, 



Ever clianging, still the same ; 



Life's emlless spring, 



Soul of every li\ing thing. 



Height of joy and depth of jiain 



Known in Heaven, or felt on earth ; 



Love ! love ! no song to which my heart gives birth 



Speaks the wild joy of thy tumultous strain. 



