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wherein lie hid our finer sensibilities and aspi¬ 
rations after the only intrinsic good :— 
“ The world is too much with us; late and soon, 
Getting and spending we lay waste our powers, 
Little we see in nature that is ours ; 
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon !”— 
Wordsworth. 
But let us tear the film from before our eyes. 
Let us endeavor to eradicate from our bosoms, 
envy, hatred, and all evil passions. Let us 
practise meekness and charity, and, as far as in 
is lies, obey those holy impulses and divine 
ncitements, which the Maker has implanted in 
every human breast, and thus furnished us with 
the means of working out our moral improve¬ 
ment, if we do not ungratefully reject what is 
intended for our benefit:— 
“ There is a lesson in each flower, 
A story in each stream and bower ; 
In every herb on which you tread, 
Are written words, which rightly read, 
Will lead you from earth’s fragrant sod, 
To hope, and holiness, and God.”— Allan Cunningham. 
Let us then peruse those lessons ; let us 
