LXXXVII The Winged Worshipers
Charles Sprague (b. 1791, d. 1875) was born in Boston, Mass. He engaged in mercantile business when quite young, leaving school for that purpose. In 1825, he was elected cashier of the Globe Bank of Boston, which position he held until 1864. Mr. Sprague has not been a prolific writer; but his poems, though few in number, are deservedly classed among the best productions of American poets. His chief poem is entitled “Curiosity.”
1. Gay, guiltless pair,
What seek ye from the fields of heaven?
Ye have no need of prayer,
Ye have no sins to be forgiven.
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2. Why perch ye here,
Where mortals to their Maker bend?
Can your pure spirits fear
The God ye never could offend?
3. Ye never knew
The crimes for which we come to weep;
Penance is not for you,
Blessed wanderers of the upper deep.
4. To you ’t is given
To wake sweet Nature’s untaught lays;
Beneath the arch of heaven
To chirp away a life of praise.
5. Then spread each wing,
Far, far above, o’er lakes and lands,
And join the choirs that sing
In yon blue dome not reared with hands.
6. Or, if ye stay
To note the consecrated hour,
Teach me the airy way,
And let me try your envied power.
7. Above the crowd,
On upward wings could I but fly,
I’d bathe in yon bright cloud,
And seek the stars that gem the sky.
8. ’T were Heaven indeed,
Through fields of trackless light to soar,
On Nature’s charms to feed,
And Nature’s own great God adore.
DEFINITIONS.—2. Perch, to light or settle on anything. 3. Pen’-ance, suffering for sin. 4. Lays, songs. 5. Choir (pro. kwir), a collection of singers. Dome, an arched structure above a roof; hence, figuratively, the heavens. 6. Con’se-crat-ed, set apart for the service of God. 8. Track’less, having no path.
NOTE.—This little poem was addressed to two swallows that flew into church during service.