POETRY.
HOMAGE AND HOMAGE.
[Lind suggested by the announcement of a Lecture on " The Excellency of the Bible," to be delirered before a Young Men's 0:Hallam Assodation.)
Some think the Bible poor, a pleasant fable, Fit for the peasant's soul, the scholar's table.
Others will have their talk about its wonders, Blowing their penny pipes to Sinai's thunders.
Yet do I deem a reverent silence wholly Dwells in the inmost shrine ; our human folly At beat but stains the whiteness that we touch, And in God's presence prating over-much Is but the noise of gnats that hum and flutter, Marring the eternal psalm which Ile alone can utter.
New University Club. A. II. H.