Forgive my grief for one removed, Forgive these wild and wandering cries, Forgive them where they fail in truth, And in Thy wisdom make me wise. II. O, YET We trust that somehow good To pangs of nature, sins of will, That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete ; That not a worm is cloven in vain, Behold! we know not any thing; I can but trust that good shall fall And At last, far off, at last, to all, every winter change to spring. So runs my dream: but what am I? III. ○ THOU that after toil and storm May'st seem to have reached a purer air, Nor cares to fix itself to form,— Leave thou thy sister, when she prays, Her faith through form is pure as thine, See thou, that countest reason ripe IV. RING out, wild bells, to the wild sky, Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. Ring out the grief that saps the mind, For those that here we see no more; Ring out the feud of rich and poor, Ring in redress to all mankind. Ring out a slowly dying cause, And ancient forms of party strife; With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out the want, the care, the sin, The faithless coldness of the times: Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes, But ring the fuller minstrel in. Ring out false pride in place and blood, Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be. 11 James Montgomery. 1771. MAN IMMORTAL. MAN, to this narrow sphere confined, Dies when he but begins to live. It is not thus; it cannot be, That one so gloriously endowed (12 |