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Who kneels to the God, on his altar of light

Must myrtle and cypress alternately strew:

His myrtle, an emblem of purest delight,

His cypress, the garland of Love's last adieu!

LINES.

ADDRESSED TO THE REV. J. T. BECHER, ON HIS ADVISING THE AUTHOR TO MIX MORE WITH SOCIETY.

1.

, you tell me to mix with mankind;

I cannot deny such a precept is wise;

But retirement accords with the tone of my mind:

I will not descend to a world I despise.