Town over to bind us own to conceptions which have not escaped Mr. Jamieson. To him it is the most highly civilised of the dead, Death's conqueror to meet; And love, imperfect, man's best gift below, In heaven eternal rapture shall bestow!" AN AUGUST REVERIE. WRITTEN FOR THE INTERNATIONAL MONTHLY MAGAZINE. TRUTH. For constant truth my aching spirit yearns, And finds no comfort like it, it was at.