(t — _ — __ — "Wag every faultering tongue of man, 
Almighty Father, silent in thy praise, 
Thy works themselves would raise a general voice, 
Ev’n in the depths of solitary woods. 
By human foot untrod; proclaim thy power, 
And to the choir celestial Thee resound, 
Th’ eternal Cause, Support, and End of all.” 
Thomson, —S himmer. 
Baldwin, Printer, 
Mew Bridge-street, London. 
