Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: With evil deeds of evil men The affrighted land is ringing, But still, O Lord the pious heart And soul-toned voice are singing Hush hush the Preacher preacheth ' Wo to the oppressor, wo But sudden gloom o'ercasts the sun And saddened flowers below: So frowns the Lord ?but tyrants, ye Deride his indignation, And see not in his gathered brow Your days of tribulation ' Speak low, thou heaven-paid teacher The tempest bursts above: God whispers in the thunder; hear The terrors of his love On useful hands, and honest hearts, The base their wrath are wreaking; But, thank'd be God they can't prevent The storm of heaven from speaking. I will close these extracts with a few more specimens from his miscellaneous poems; and the reader will then have a fair conception of the range of Elliott's mind. The two which follow are very striking and beautiful, and are in his highest manner: ? chapter{{Section 4LEAVES AND MEN. Dbop, drop into the grave, Old Leaf, Drop, drop into the grave; Thy acorns grown, thy acorns sown, ? Drop, drop into the grave. December's tempests rave, Old Leaf, Above thy forest-grave, Old Leaf; Drop, drop into the grave. The birds in Spring, will sweetly sing, That death alone is sad; The grass will grow, the primrose show, That death alone is sad'; mf Lament above thy grave, Old Leaf; For what has life to do with grief ? 'Tis death alone that's sad. What then ? We two have both lived through The sunshine and the rain; And blessed be He, to me and thee, Who sent His sun and rain. We've had our sun and rain, Old Leaf, And God will send again, Old Leaf, The sunshine and the rain. Race after race of leaves and men, Bloom, wither, and are gone: As winds and waters...