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MENEATH thy all-directing rod
Both worlds and worms are equal, God.
up, And form yon snowdrop's silver cup.
Deus est quodcumque vides.
SERUM summe parens, tuae bilances
Mundos lege pari librantqve vermes.
The Captive Israelites.
JE sat and wept by Babel's stream,
For Sion was our mournful theme:
And there, on many a willow bough,
the Lord was wont to hear ?
PSALM CXXXVII. CAMBRIDGE VERSION.
HE fathers are in dust, yet live to God :"
So says the Truth ; as if the motionless clay
Still held the seeds of life beneath the sod, Smouldering and struggling till the judgment-day.
And hence we learn with reverence to esteem
confines : Sophist may urge his cunning tests, and deem
That they are earth ;—but they are heavenly shrines.