92 LETTER IV. 



Of ecchoing Hill or thicket have we heard 



Celejlial Voices to the Midnight air^ 



Sole^ or refponjive to each others NotCy 



Singing their great Creator : Oft in bands 



While they keep watch ^ or nightly 7'ounding walk^ 



With heavenly touch of Injlrumental founds 



In full harmonic k numbers joyn d^ their Songs 



Divide the Nighty and lift our Thoughts to 

 Heaven, 



Surely thefe fuppofed heavenly Bands of Milton 

 could not afford much finer Mufick than did 

 thefe little Creatures. To be plain, my raviflied 

 Soul joyned molt cheerfully with them every 

 Night in ardent and repeated Allelujas to the 

 divine, omnipotent Source of Harmony and Love, 

 Our bleffed Saviour ( huke 12.27. ) in addrefling 

 a vafl ( innumerable ) multitude of People, who 

 had thronged about him, to behold his flupend- 

 ous Miracles, and to harken to his truly fublime 

 Sermons, does aver. That even Solomon the Mag- 

 nificent in all his Glory was not fo richly arrayed 

 as a common Lilly of the Eaftern Fields. An 

 indelible Truth ; for the niceft Art is but a very 

 faint tranfcript or imitation of Nature. Now in 

 my opinion, that wife and mighty Monarch was 

 in his highefl: elevation of Glory, when he dedi- 

 cated his beautiful Temple upon Mount Moriah 

 to the great God fehovah : Nay, and I do farther^ 



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