[Written for the Sentinel.]

"THINE INHERITANCE."

Dear dweller in the dust of earth,Man is not dust, and ne'er shall be:His lineage of celestial birthProvides a happier fate for thee:Then lift on high those earth-bound eyes,And take thy birthright of the skies.

Through Truth is the dominion givenOf all the earth, and air, and sea:And all the height of highest heavenBecomes a paradise for thee:And thou shalt know nor sin, nor pain,For Love has loosed thy captive chain.

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