Classic Poem

Meek shade, farewell! go seek that quiet shore
Where sin shall vex, and sorrow wound no more;
Thy lowly worth obtains that final bliss,
Which pride disdains to seek, and wit may miss.
That path thou'st found, which science cannot teach,
But faith and goodness never fail to reach;
Then share the joy the words of life impart,
The Vision promis'd to the
pure in heart
.