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Spirits with the crown and plume ; Tremble then thou sullen tomb ! Heaven shall open on our sight , Earth be turned to living light . Kingdom of the ransom'd Justc Earth to earth , and dust to dust
Then thy mount , Jerusalem , Shall be gorgeous as a gem $ Then shall in the desert rise Fruits of more than Paradise ; Earth by angel feet be trod ,
One great garden of her God ! Till are dried the Martyrs * tears Through a thousand glorious years ! Now in hope of Him we trust ' Earth to earth , and dust to dust I "
We always see with pleasure Mrs . Hemans ' s name in these annual volumes . The verses that follow are an effusion of chaste patriotism : " The Cliffs of Doyer . u By Mrs . Eternans .
€ C Rocks of my country ! let the cloud Your crested heights array ; And rise ye like a fortress proud Above the surge and spray ! My spirit greets you as ye stand , Brcastiug the billows' foam ; Oh , thus ever guard the land , The severed land of borne .
I have left sunny skies behind Lighting up classic shrines , And music in the southern wind , And sunshine on the vines .
The breathings of the myrtle flowers Have floated o ' er my way , The pilgrim ' s voice at vesper hours H ath soothed me with its lay .
The isles Greece , the hills of Spain , The purple heavens of Rome ; Yes , all are glorious ; yet again I bless thee , land of home L
For thine the Sabbath peace , my land And thine the guarded hearth ; And thine the Dead , the noble baud That make thee holy earth .
Their voices meet me in thy breeze , Their steps are on thy plains ; Their names by old majestic trees Are whispered round thy fanes . Their blood hath mingled with the tide
Of thine exulting sea ; Oh , be it still a joy , a pride To live and die for thee !" Another poem by the same author is incomparably fine ; the subject is poetical , and every thought and every itna ^ e is in beautiful correspondence with it :
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" Night-blowing Flowers . " By Mrs . Hemaiis . " Call back your odours , lonely flowers , From the night-wind call them back , And fold your leaves till the laughing hours Come forth on the sunbeam ' s track !
The lark lies couchd in his ' grassy nest , And the honey-bee is gone , And all bright things are away to rest—Why watch ye thus alone ? Is not your world a mournful one When your sisters close their eyes , And your soft breath meets not a linger ing tone Of song in the starry skies ?
Take ye no joy in the dayspi ing ' s birth , When it kindles the sparks of dew ? And the thousand strains of the forest ' s mirth % Shall they gladden all but you ?
Shut your sweet bells till the fawn comes out On the sunny tuif to play , And the woodland child , with a fairy shout , Goes dancing on his way .
Nay , let our shadowy beauty bloom When the stars give quiet ^ i glit ; And let us offer our faint perfume On the silent shrine of night . Call it not wasted , the scent we lend To the breeze when no step is nigh ; Oh ! thus for ever the earth should
send , Her grateful breath on high ! Arid love us as emblems ,, night ' s dewy f lowers , O hopes unto sorrow given , That spring through the gloom of tlie darkest hours , Looking alone to Heaven V *
The " Christmas and New Year ' s Present for 1827 / ' is a gratifying specimen of the progress of the public taste , and may be confidently recommended for the purpose which the title contemplates , there not being- a single piece in the large collection which is not fit for the eye of Innocence .
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616 Review . —The Amulet , or Christian and Literary Remembraneer
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Art . III . — The Amulet ; or Christian and Literary Rem embrancer . J 2 mo . pp . 426 . Baynes and Son , and Wightman and Cramp- 182 / - 12 * .
fTIIJE " Amulet" is another liann-JL some Christmas or New Year ' s Token . It is got up with groat taste
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1826, page 616, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2553/page/44/
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