The branches droop above my head,
The motes sleep in the slanting beam,
Yon hawk sails through the sunset red-
Adieu thought, sailing through a dream!
And here upon this bank I lie,
Beneath the drooping, airless leaves,
And watch the long, low sunset die,
On silent, dreamy summer eves.
The slant light creeps the boughs among,
And drops upon the sleeping sod-
SHE lies below, in slumber long,
ASLEEP till the great morn of GOD!
DR. FOX'S PRESCRIPTION.
'None but bigots will in vain
Adore a heaven they cannot gain.'-SHERIDAN.
There is a story, familiar to most people of extensive reading, and quite frequently alluded to, of a fox that, after endeavoring in vain to possess himself of some luscious grapes which grew beyond his reach, walked composedly away, solemnly assuring himself and Mr ?sop, who overheard him, that as yet the grapes were unripe. The story, or any allusion to it, seldom fails to excite a smile. I, too, laugh when I hear it; but not so much at Reynard's inconsistency as at his wit.
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