A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Who bids the trumpet hush its horrid clang,

Nor blow the giddy nations into rage.

Who sheathes the murderous blade, the deadly gun

Into the well-piled armoury returns;

And every vigour from the work of death

To grateful industry converting, makes

The country flourish and the city smile.

Thomson.

When groves by moonlight silence keep,

And winds the vexed waves release,