[CHAPTER XXV.]
Nathan Blyth is in a Quandary.
“Parental love, my friend, hath power o’er wisdom,
And is the charm, which, like the falconer’s lure,
Can bring from heaven the highest soaring spirits.”
Anon.
“Almighty love! what wonders are not thine!
Soon as thy influence breathes upon the soul,
By thee, the haughty bend the suppliant knee.”
Paterson.