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'Tis said the Pen23 is mightier than the Sword:

The first perpetuates, the last destroys;

Whose victories with no recorded word

Were worthless, and would be consigned, in joys

Of gore-apparel, to the silent Lake,

Which it shall one day find, and ever lie

In deep Oblivion, for great Justice sake,

The Cursed of Heaven in all Eternity.

O! may that day be ours, and Bloodshed cease:

And mutual Commerce rule the destinies

Of Civilized Humanity; Let Peace,

Not Power control! Blest with realities,

Of great prosperity, the Pen assume

Its virtuous mission; Spread throughout the Earth The word of Truth, whose precepts shall illume

The minds of all Mankind to a new birth

Of Holiness, Fraternity, and Love,—

The fairest form of the Creator given,

Shall lead us to that Paradise above,

To dwell with Angels in their Home of Heaven,

When this frail life, like every earthly thing,—

The very wonder of the passing day,

The Crystal Palace, faintly lingering,—

Shall, like a Fairy Phantom, fade away!

THE END.

NOTES.

NOTES.

PAGE 2, NOTE 1.

Was shown him by the Angel of the Lord
From a high mountain.

Vide Milton's Paradise Lost, Book XI. Line 377.
"Of Paradise, the highest."

PAGE 5, NOTE 2.

'Twas Noah's Ark; a wall

Of wood, by GoD's direction made.

A wall, is here meant as a simply primitive shell, built on a large raft, which most probably was the true form of this first Ark.

PAGE 5, NOTE 3.

At length, the tide,

Obedient to His will, Who bade it rise

Receded slowly, noiselessly, away:

The rain had ceased; and very Silence dies

In that profound, and awful stillness.

Genesis, Chap. viii., ver. 1.—“And GoD made a wind to pass over the earth." In this I have presumed to depart from Holy Writ, and endeavoured to give an idea of solemn stillness and utter desolation.

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