THE i,eavp:s 



" Ye lispers. whisperers, singers in storms, 

 Ye consciences murmuring faiths under forms. 

 Ye ministers meet for each passion that grieves, 

 Friendli). sisterlv. sweetheart leaves, 

 As ve hang with vour mvriad palms upturned in the air, 

 Prap me a muriad prayer." — Lanier. 



