^Belladonna—^ilekce, 
c tSOW grand is silence ! In her tranquil deeps 
™ What mighty things are born! Thought, Beauty, Faith, 
All good bright Thought, which springeth forth at once 
Like sudden sunrise ; Faith the angel-eyed, 
Who takes her rest beside the heart of man, 
Serene and still; eternal Beauty, crown’d 
With flowers, that with the changing seasons change; 
And good of all kinds. 
B, IV. Proctor. 
Of every noble work the silent part'is best, 
Of all expression, that which cannot be expressed. 
W. IV. Story. 
J^OPPY CFlED)-pONSOLATION. 
95: HIS earth is not so for from heaven; 
Bright angels from the skies, 
To faith revealed, where sense is sealed, 
Descend, and prayers uprise. 
Deep Sabbath of the trusting breast, 
The solstice of a realm of rest, 
Rich antepasts we have in thee 
Of glory and eternity ! 
Aubrey cie V 
