42 JJISHOP TEGNfcU. 



Seest thou yonder pine clad isle 

 Dimly smile. 

 In tin- light : 



Now tin- tiff tops :irc fiiintly bright 

 III tin- twilight cold anil clear : 

 I'.iril.- tu-d:iy art- pairing there. 



Hark ! how their tender lay 

 Salutes the day, 



Salutes the mate, already seen 



Perched on the branches green ; 



How lovingly the strain 



Pours forth, to gain 



'The liasht'ul bride, as coy as though 

 She the ecmrtshi|t did not know. 



Hark ! how in murmurs sweet, 



They the old tele repeat ; 



Love, which must eternal l>e. 



Kndlcss truth and constancy ; 



All that fondest longing feels, 



All that brightest liojje reveals : 



There is sorrow's gentle sigh. 



There is joy's exulting cry. 



Mingling i" <>ne; 



And not a tone 



I >i~eurdaiit from a single liusli or t i 

 All is delii-ions harmony. 



How elofpient tlioii art, 

 Kternal voice of Natun-'.- heart 



Thou holy HIIIIK-, 

 Kver fhaiiging. still the s;inn | 



Life's einlless spring, 



Soul of e\.-ry living thing, 



Height of joy and depth of pain 



Known in Heaven, or felt on earth ; 



|.,,\,. ' |,,ve' no s..ng t.. which m\ hi-art gi\<-s l-irlh 



the uilil joy of thy tuniiiltous strain. 



