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Literary Gazette, 25th June, 1831, Pages 411-412
Ere the shade and soil of earth
Tainted an immortal birth.
Thankful should we be to those
Who disdain a dull repose—
Who have head and heart on fire
With unquenchable desire
Of those higher hopes which spring
Heavenward on an eager wing—
Those wide aims which seek to bind
Man the closer with his kind—
By earth's most unearthly ties,
Praises, hopes, and sympathies;
And call beauty, like a dream,
Up from life's most troubled stream.
From that mighty crystal dome,
Clear and cold the sunbeams roam
Over th' ethereal band
Which beside the column stand.
