Classic Poem

O, NAME for comfort, refuge, hope, and peace!
O, spot by gratitude and memory blest!
Where, as in brighter worlds, " the wicked cease
From troubling, and the weary are at rest, "
And unfledged loves and graces have their nest:
How brightly here the various virtues shine,
And nothing said or done is seen amiss;
While sweet affections every heart entwine,
And different tastes and talents all unite,
Like hues prismatic blending into white,
In charity to man, and love divine:
Thou little kingdom of serene delight,
Heaven's nursery and foretaste! O, what bliss
Where earth to wearied man can give a home like this.