“The flowers open to it; and there, upon that slope, bending gently toward our feet, proud of their colors penciled by the light, stand thick—” “And wonder, and drink deep of the strains which extol their beauty and their glory, as they extol the beauty and the glory of all else,” said Erix. “Oh the song of the sea, of the deep, salt sea, with the air floating inward, and the hills beyond, and the trees, and the sunlight, and the flowers thick set upon the slope, gently bending downward toward our feet, and this mossy bank, and the pearly brook between—upon such a morn as this, in such a place as this, Adam found his Eve.” “And upon such a morn as this, in such a place as this, Eve gave to Adam a love new-created, unknown to the courts trod by angels’ feet, and which has raised her daughters above cherub and seraph, to do and to suffer for their soul’s choice,” said Zella. “Zella!” “Erix!” Now let the voice of the earth’s joy, the sun, and herbage speaking, the mossy bank, the flowery slope, and pearly brook between, bold revel, for a passion, blushing like the morn, pure as the marble which grew beneath the hands of Praxitiles, without stain or blemish, strong as the strongest, weak as the weakest, even love, is here present, and rules supreme. SECTION X. Erix and Zella, he bearing upon his broad shoulders a burden light—the noble game they had hunted to its death—returned homeward along the sounding beach, nor made deep foot-prints in the yielding sand. Unwearied, lithe, in sheer exuberance of life, they chased the retiring waves, then turning, fled to be themselves pursued; till young Ocean, pleased, shook his giant limbs, and like a lion by a child subdued, rolled at their feet, and roared, and beat, in his great heart, the measure to this hymn, which they, alternating, sang. “Almighty Lord, Maker of the Earth, in loveliness beyond compare hast thou fashioned it.” “Almighty Lord, the maker of our joys, in goodness beyond compare hast thou fashioned them.” “Thou didst build the hills, and crown them with thy glory; and they praise forever thy holy name.” “Thou didst fix the foundations, and form the running streams; and they praise forever thy holy name.” “Thou didst plant the forests, and clothe them with thy beauty; and they praise forever thy holy name.” “The plain is thine, with all its life, and, with voices infinite, praises forever thy holy name.” “The air is thine, and within its bosom bears bounties innumerable, to praise forever thy holy name.” “Praise in the pattering rain.” “Praise in the gentle dew.” “Perfume and color.” “Form and motion.” “All praise forever thy holy name.” “Thine is the sea, and thou lov’st it.” “And the sea loves thee, its Maker, in return.” “The breezy morn.” “The ruddy eve.” “The strength of high noon.” “The quietude of night.” “All speak of thee, Almighty Lord, the furnisher of our joys.” “And praise forever thy holy name.”