Seven Years in Sierra Leone - The Story of the Work of William Johnson #229214

There is an Old story of a reed — lute Which, in its original rude, crude, native Simplicity, gave forth notes of unusual sweetness. Some one, thinking to improve it, varnished and gilded it. It henceforth lost its peculiar power. It shone with the glitter of gold, but it no longer breathed the sweet purity Of melody as before.