Solomon's Temple

WHEN Reginald Heber read his prize poem of Palestine to Sir Walter

Scott, the latter observed that, in the verses on Solomon's Temple, one

striking circumstance had escaped him; namely, that no tools were used

in its erection. Reginald retired for a few minutes to the corner of the

room, and returned with the beautiful lines:--

No hammer fell, no ponderous axes rung;

Like some tall palm, the mystic fabric sprung.

Majestic silence, &c.

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