Maxioms by James Montgomery
Nearest the throne itself must be
The footstool of humility.
Nearest the throne itself must be
The footstool of humility.
The Dove,
On silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.
The Dove,
On silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.
If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be read more
If God hath made this world so fair,
Where sin and death abound,
How beautiful beyond compare
Will paradise be found!.
Golden Bill! Golden Bill!
Lo, the peep of day;
All the air is cool and still,
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Golden Bill! Golden Bill!
Lo, the peep of day;
All the air is cool and still,
From the elm-tree on the hill,
Chant away:
. . . .
Let thy loud and welcome lay
Pour alway
Few notes but strong.
The nursery of brooding Pelicans,
The dormitory of their dead, had vanish'd,
And all the minor spots read more
The nursery of brooding Pelicans,
The dormitory of their dead, had vanish'd,
And all the minor spots of rock and verdue,
The abodes of happy millions, were no more.