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Beneath an awful gloom, a night of shade,
By filent darkness more majestic made,

I place thy volume, YOUNG, with reverence place;
Thy volume, worthy of a faint's embrace !
What gospel-truths thy heavenly lines convey,
And steal us from mortality away!

Full on the foul thy tides of rapture flow,

Kindling we hear, and, while we read, we glow!

Exalted by thy theme, we mount on high,

We fpurn at earth, we claim our native sky.
Now let the unletter'd, or the letter'd man,

Deny the foul immortal, if he can :

A foul immortal in thy works we fee;

Can duft and ashes think and write like thee?

THOMPSON'S GARDEN INSCRIPTIONS.

EDINBURGH:

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