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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And, as the echo of those cries, borne far

Up the deep silvery Thames, there dies in air

In the dim distance, seeming well to blend

With the calm beauty of the hour, and heighten

The melody of silence; so the thought

On this vain uproar shall in future years

Prove but a gentle memory! since we shared

The cares it wooed to life, together.

Archer Gurney.

Stop, O stop the passing bell!