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On such a theme, have left me nought 
to sing;— 
And one more Plant my humbler Muse in¬ 
spires, 
Round which my parting thoughts would 
fondly cling; 
Which, consecrate to Salem’s peaceful 
King, 
Though fair as any gracing Beauty’s 
bower, 
Is link’d to Sorrow like a holy thing, 
And takes its Name from SufF’ring’s 
fiercest hour,— 
Be this thy noblest fame, imperial Passion¬ 
flower ! 
Whatever impulse first conferr’d that name. 
Or Fancy’s dream, or Superstition’s art, 
I freely own its spirit-touching claim, 
With thoughts and feelings it may well 
impart:— 
Not that I would forego the surer chart 
Of Revelation —for a mere conceit ; 
Yet with indulgence may the Christian’s 
heart 
Each frail memorial of His Master greet. 
And chiefly what recals his Love’s most glo¬ 
rious feat. 
