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sylvan and sacred. By the Rev. Richard Wilton

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HOME AND HEAVEN.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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HOME AND HEAVEN.

His feet have wandered where loud cataracts foam
In pine-clad dells; or, through the distance clear,
White Alps and purple Apennines appear,
Grey classic tower, and air-suspended dome.
O'er earth's famed regions he has loved to roam,
By palm and pyramid—afar and near;
But nought now seems to him so fair and dear
As that old Church which marks his Childhood's Home.
Thus when our mortal pilgrimage shall cease,
And eye and ear at length are satisfied
With sights and sounds of earth; oh, what deep peace
Will rise within us, always to abide,
As that blest “House not made with hands” we see—
Our Home and Temple through eternity!