| contributor, Littell's Living Age — Volume 160…
“ Breaks over steaming streams and silent fields, With dim, far voices of the early dawn. God and his world are now at peace; this calm, Even now, might deepen to eternity. Oh, break it not! oh, stain it not! O God, Stay thou that rising sun, nor let him rise Once more upon the weary sin and strife, And cries that curse him thro' the burning blue! ”
