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“With zealous step he climbs the upland lawn, 
And bows in homage to the rising dawn; 
Imbibes with eagle eye the golden ray, 
And watches, as it moves, the Orb of Day.” 
— Darwin. 
“Eagle of Elowers! I see thee stand, 
And on the sun’s noon-glory gaze; 
With eye like his, thy lids expand. 
And fringe their disk with golden rays;— 
Tho’ fixed on earth, in darkness rooted there, 
Light is thy element, thy dwelling air, 
Thy prospect heaven!” 
—M ontgomery. 
Good Intentions. 
ITT S long a-s thou livest,” says a pious author, “thou art subject to change, 
even against thy will, so as to be sometimes joyful, at other times 
sad; now easy, now troubled; at one period devout, at another, dry; one 
while fervent, anon sluggish; this day, heavy—the next, lighter. 
But he that is wise, and well-instructed in spirit , stands above all 
these changes; not minding what he feels in himself, nor on what side the 
wind of mutability blows; but that the whole bent of his soul may advance 
towards its due and wished-for end. 
Eor so he may continue one and the self-same without being shaken 
by directing, without ceasing, through all this variety of events, the single 
eye of his intention towards God. 
By how much, more pure the eye of the intention is, with so much 
greater constancy mayst thou pass through these diverse storms of human 
life”— 
“If thine eye be simple, thy whole body will be lightsome.”—St. 
Afatth., vi, 22. 
Take Christ Himself for your sublime model,—Christ, who never 
