Walking with God.
What peaceful hours I once enjoyed?
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void,
The world can never fill.
VERSES,
Supposed to be Written by Alexander Selkirk.
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute.
O Solitude! where are the charms
That sages have seen in thy face?
But the sound of the church-going bell
Those valleys and rocks never heard,
Never sighed at the sound of a knell,
Or smiled when a Sabbath appeared.