A ROYAL PRIESTHOOD.
To lift and lighten the heart of man,Was ever the Poet’s lofty plan;—Confederate with stars and sun,His songs their radiant courses run.
To lift and lighten the heart of man,Was ever the Poet’s lofty plan;—Confederate with stars and sun,His songs their radiant courses run.
To lift and lighten the heart of man,Was ever the Poet’s lofty plan;—Confederate with stars and sun,His songs their radiant courses run.
To lift and lighten the heart of man,
Was ever the Poet’s lofty plan;—
Confederate with stars and sun,
His songs their radiant courses run.