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ECCLESIASTICAL SONNETS

IN SERIES, 1821-22. PART III.

V. WALTON'S BOOK OF LIVES

          THERE are no colours in the fairest sky
          So fair as these. The feather, whence the pen
          Was shaped that traced the lives of these good men,
          Dropped from an Angel's wing. With moistened eye
          We read of faith and purest charity
          In Statesman, Priest, and humble Citizen:
          Oh could we copy their mild virtues, then
          What joy to live, what blessedness to die!
          Methinks their very names shine still and bright;
          Apart--like glow-worms on a summer night;                   10
          Or lonely tapers when from far they fling
          A guiding ray; or seen--like stars on high,
          Satellites burning in a lucid ring
          Around meek Walton's heavenly memory.


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