TO MR. GILES.
A classic heaven of old thy soul,—
Song, grace, and fire divine;
But the heaven of a purer faith,
That Christian heart of thine.
Song, grace, and fire divine;
But the heaven of a purer faith,
That Christian heart of thine.
Thus he who walks beside thee
Hath what employ he chooses;
May worship with the Angels,
Or converse with the Muses.
Hath what employ he chooses;
May worship with the Angels,
Or converse with the Muses.