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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Shall cloud your clime.—Ye fruitage of the skies,

Your vineyard shall be shaken! From your urn,

Censers of heaven, no more shall glory rise

Your incense to the throne! The heavens shall burn!

For all your pomps are dust, and shall to dust return.

Croly.

And ye, bright sisters, stars my dear companions,

Which with enamel deck Heaven’s azure field,

And to the heavenly lyre your steps adapting,