TRANSPOSED.

Eternal Hope! thy joyous youth began when yonder sublime spheres pealed

their first notes to sound the march of time:--but it began not to

fade.--Thou, undismayed, shalt smile over the ruins, when all the sister

planets shall have decayed; and thou shalt light thy torch at Nature's

funeral pile, when wrapt in flames, the realms of ether glow, and

Heaven's last thunder shakes the world below.