In the leafy month of June, "Till noon we quietly sailed on, Yet never a breeze did breathe; Slowly and smoothly went the ship, Moved onward from beneath. 66 Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, and sweetly blew the breeze On me alone it blew. "Oh! dream of joy! is this indeed The lighthouse top I see? Is this the hill? is this the kirk? "Since then, at an uncertain hour, That agony returns: And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns. "I pass, like night, from land to land: I have strange power of speech; That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me : To him my tale I teach. "What loud uproar bursts from that door! The wedding guests are there : But in the garden bower the bride And hark the little vesper bell, "O Wedding Guest! this soul hath been Alone on a wide wide sea : So lonely 'twas, that God himself Scarce seemèd there to be. 'Oh, sweeter than the marriage feast, 'Tis sweeter far to me, To walk together to the kirk With a goodly company! "To walk together to the kirk, And all together pray, While each to his great Father bends, "Farewell, farewell! but this I tell "He prayeth best, who loveth best SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE. UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat Come hither, come hither, come hither! No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun, And pleased with what he gets Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE. THE GLORY OF GOD THE heavens declare the glory of God; And the firmament showeth his handiwork, And night unto night showeth knowledge. There is no speech nor language where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth And their words to the end of the earth. Whither shall I go from Thy spirit, Or whither shall I flee from Thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, Thou art there; If I make my bed in hell, behold, Thou art there; If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall Thy hand lead me, PSALMS. |