CAVE OF STAFFA. THANKS for the lessons of this spot, fit school For the presumptuous thoughts that would assign Mechanic laws to agency divine, And, measuring heaven by earth, would overrule Infinite power. The pillared vestibule, Expanding yet precise, the roof embowed, Might seem designed to humble man, when proud Of his best workmanship by plan and tool. Down-bearing with his whole Atlantic weight Of tide and tempest on the structure's base, And flashing upwards to its topmost height, Ocean has proved its strength, and of its grace In calms is conscious, finding for his freight Of softest music some responsive place. WORDSWORTH. Glide on, in the glory and gladness sent, To the farthest wall of the firmament, The boundless visible smile of Him, To the veil of whose brow your lamps are dim." BRYANT. THE MILKY WAY. "Lo," quoth he, "cast up thine See yonder, lo! the galaxie, That once was brent with the hete, 66 The cart horses gan well aspie, Of that, and let the reynés gone Till both air and Earthé brend, |