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And dear to Heaven the worda of truth , And the praise of virtue frae beauty ' s mouth ! And dear to the viewless forms of air , The minds that hyth as the body fair I
' O , bonny Kilmeny ! free frae stain , If ever you seek the world again , That world of sin , of sorrow and fear , O , tell of the joys that are waiting * here ; And tell of the signs you shall shortly see , Of the times that are now , and the times that shall be . ' ( pp . 181 , 182 . ) We must go on—the lines will speak for themselves .
' They lifted Kilmeny , they led her away , And she walked in the light of a sunless day : The sky was a dome of crystal bright , The fountain of vision , and fountain of light : The emerald fields were of dazzling glow , And the flowers of everlasting blow . Then deep in the stream her body they laid , That her youth and beauty never might fade ; And they smiled on heaven , when they saw her lie In the stream of life that wandered bye . And she heard a song , she heard it sung , She knew not where ; but sae sweetly it rung , It fell on her ear like a dream of the morn :
" O ! blest be the day Kilmeny was born ! ] STow shall the land of the spirits see , Now shall it ken what a woman may be ! The sun that shines on the world sae bright , A borrowed g-leid frae the fountain of light ; And the moon that sleeks the sky sae dun , Like a gouden bow , or a beamless sun , Shall wear away , and be seen nae mair , And the angels shall miss them travelling the air . But lang , lang after baith night and day , When the sun and the world have elyed away ; When the sinner has gane to his waesome doom , Kilmeny shall smile in eternal bloom ! " '—pp . 182 , 183 .
Is not this poetry ? And is it not something more ? We would fain hope , that our readers , and especially our * gentle ones , ' will feel its holy witching , and lay its lesson home to their young deep hearts . —Many lines follow , inclusive of a sort of spiritual phantasmagoria , which we do not think particularly fortunate or wellplaced . —But , even in * the land of thought , ' Kilmeny is a mortal woman . She remembers the land of her birth , her youth , and her home ; but , if she wishes to return , it is for a purpose worthy of Kilmeny . We give the conclusion of the poem : — With distant music , soft and deep , They lull'd Kilmeny sound asleep :
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No . 69 , 2 Y
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On the Connexion between -Poetry and Religion . 625 ^
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1832, page 625, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1820/page/49/
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