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238 Look on it from the outer square, And it is only dark and dreary; Yon blockhead always views it there, And swears its aspect makes him weary.

But enter once the holy portal— What splendour bursts upon the eye! There symbols, deeds, and forms immortal, Are blazing forth in majesty.

Be thankful you, who have the gift To read and feel each sacred story; And oh, be reverent when you lift Your eyes to look on heavenly glory!

 THE CAVALIER'S CHOICE.

was a gallant cavalier Of honour and renown, And all to seek a ladye-love He rode from town to town. Till at a widow-woman's door He drew the rein so free; For at her side the knight espied Her comely daughters three. 