Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.

Such ever was love's way: to rise, it stoops.

Silence 'tis awe decrees.

I say, the acknowledgment of God in ChristAccepted by thy reason, solves for theeAll questions in the earth and out of it,And has so far advanced thee to be wise.

The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its best to vex the lake: I listened with heart fit to break. When glided in Porphyria; straight She shut the cold out and the storm, And kneeled and made the cheerless grate Blaze up and all the cottage warm.

He guides me and the bird. In His good time!

There is no truer truth obtainable by Man than comes of music