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sylvan and sacred. By the Rev. Richard Wilton

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THE PLAIN OF YORK FROM THE YORKSHIRE WOLDS.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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THE PLAIN OF YORK FROM THE YORKSHIRE WOLDS.

We gazed upon a mighty sunlit plain
Which swept, to right and left, the horizon's bound:
In its wide arms was many a battle-ground,
But at its heart a glorious Minster-fane.
The sky was bright, and a melodious rain
Fell from the soaring larks, with silvery sound:
No note of discord in the air was found,
Nor on the landscape's face one marring stain.
Thus, while we sojourn in this world of strife
May love to God be still the central thought
Which sweetly rules and permeates our life:
Thus, may our soul with light and peace be fraught,
And all our days with grateful music rife—
An echo from angelic voices caught!