APOSTROPHE TO HOPE.--CAMPBELL.

Eternal Hope! when yonder spheres sublime

Pealed their first notes to sound the march of time,

Thy joyous youth began:--but not to fade.--

When all the sister planets have decayed;

When wrapt in flames the realms of ether glow,

And Heaven's last thunder shakes the world below;

Thou, undismay'd, shalt o'er the ruins smile,

And light thy torch at Nature's funeral pile!