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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While yet thy hand the ephemeral wreath is holding,

Come—and secure interminable rest!

Come, while the morning of thy life is glowing,

Ere the dim phantoms thou art chasing die;

Ere the gay spell which earth is round thee throwing,

Fades like the crimson from a sunset sky;

Life hath but shadows, save a promise given,

Which lights the future with a fadeless ray;

O, touch the sceptre, win a hope in Heaven;

Come, turn thy spirit from the world away!