The Temple - Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations, Being a Facsimile Reprint of the Edition #220728

As I received it, at the very moment even, in many thoufand churches from North to South of England, and over the breadth of what we may yet call this fair land, were the village altars decked, in the chill {weet morning air of country places, with no gaudy images, but with the fair white linen cloth upon the wooden table, with frefh flowers above, and the worn flabs beneath that record the dim names of the forgotten dead. Amid the faint {treaks of the early dawn, the faithful, kneeling round the oaken railing, take into their hands the worn filver of the Grail, the chalice of the grapes of God. In thefe facred places, facred to the beauty of earth and of heaven alike, comes over us a blefl'ed mood, in which all the fair fcenes of life.