I DO not knoleasure more affeg than te at will over the deserted apartments of some fine old family mansion. The traces of extinct grandeur admit of a better passion than envy: and plations on the great and good, whom we fan succession to have been its inhabitants, weave for us illusions, inpatible with the bustle of modern occy, and vanities of foolish present aristocracy. The same difference of feeling, I think, attends us betweeering ay and a crowded church. Iter it is ce but some present human frailty -- an act of iion on the part of some of the auditory -- or a trait of affectation, or worse, vain-glory on that of the preacher -- puts us by our best thoughts, disharmonising the plad the occasion. But wouldst thou know the beauty of holiness ? -- go alone on some week-day, borrowing the keys of good Master Sexton, traverse the cool aisles of some try church: think of the piety that has khere -- the gregations, old and young, that have found solation……（内容加载失败！）
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