Page 336 - Third Book of Reading Lessons

READING LESSONS.
Alas ! the att'ring pride is o'er; ke thee, awhile, the soul may soar, But erring man must blush to think Like thee, again, the soul may sink !
3. 0 Virtue ! when thy clime I seek,
Let not my spirit's ight be weak :
Let me not, like this eble thing,
ith brine still dropping om its wing, Just sparkle in the solar glow,
And plunge again to depths below;
But when I leave the grosser throng ith whom my soul hath dwelt so long, Let me, in that aspiring day,
Cast every ling'ring stain away,
And, panting r thy purer air,
Fly up at once, and x me there.-MooRE.
DESTRUCTION OF JERUSALEM BY TITUS.
FRo the last hill that looks on thy once holy dome, I beheld thee, 0 Sion ! when render'd to Rome : 'Twas thy last sun went down, and the ames of thy ll Flash'd back on the last glance I gave to thy wall. I look'd r thy temple, I look'd r my home,
And rgot r a moment my bondage to come;
I beheld but the death- re that d on thy ne,
On many an eve, the high spot whence I gazed, Had re ected the last beam of day as it blazed, While I stood on the height, and beheld the decline Of the rays om the mountain that shone on thy
shrine.
vain.
.
And the st tter'd bands that make vengeance in
Yet the gods of the pagan shall never pro ne
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