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A CurILp’s PRAYER . : ‘ Z . 86
A City’s WisH,. _. ; ; ‘ . 124
A Sone FrorsBaBy . ‘ †A . 127
A Hymn oF PRAISE . . e . 140
A WELcomE TO A BUTTERFLY . . . 150
A Summer Sone . . 196
A. Hymn BY COWPER, FOR “SuNDAY-scHOOL
AT OLNEY . 6 ‘ . 2038
Att Tuines BRIGHT AND Bravrirun . 20
AUTUMN . . ‘ . 8&1
ANOTHER CHILD’ S PRAYER Bia 2 . 129
AGAINST UNWORTHY PRIDE : ‘ 193
BABYS Se 7 % i G ao l0
Basy FREDDIE . - ‘ ven . 1384
Burss My Bor . 5 Meets ‘i > 159
BRIGHTEST AND BEST - . -. : . 220
BROTHERS AND SISTERS . 3 ov 6248
Burrercurs AND Daismms. . . « 258
BEAUTIFUL Zion i A 7 : , 260
“Curistuas—A Hymn oR POOL Se 89
DaNcING TO THE SEA apes i . 158
-Earty DrEvotion To Gop : 5 . 54
Evenine- Hymn . : 7 % x + 9
EVENING . 5 . 158
Evenina—A Cutty’ s. "THoueuts % . 166
Evenine Sone . i ‘ 3 . 252
From Smati BEGInnines . % . . 55
Fatuer WILLIAM : eats . 48
From GREENLAND’s Icy Mountams . 84
Farr SPRING _. peta A . -183
FoorstErs oF Anozts 5 i 5 . 217
FLOWERS . : , 4 z er Obes
Gop In NatTuRE Z . 7 2. 249
Gop PROVIDETH~†: Mere ; .- 168
Gop’s Goopness To Mz. : : . 25
Gop’s MERcIES . . a x cies ee BD!
Gop’s WorD f B . 69
Gop’s LovE FOR THE “Tarra Onzs 3 «99
Gop’s CARE For US . 3 3 : - 1238
Gop’s WITNESSES = S : i: . 174
GENTLE JESUS . a : 2 4 . 68
Gorna Homr . 2 * y 3 .. 28
Goop RESOLUTIONS . : a -. 97
Goop Davip. " a5 ; , . 241
Goop Nieut, Papa . ; A 5 . 264
GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR 5 : 2 . Bl
Happy FRED A j ‘ - 88
How tue Larrie Onzs Hace : 5 5B
*« Hear us, Goop Lorp!†3 A eB
‘Homn, Sweet Home . shone . - 100
Hoty Bisztz, Book Divinz 3 s . 116
_ Hymn oF Eve . a . . 164
How aL THINGS PRaIsE THE Lorp. . 247
InnocENT Puay i 3 : 4 sD
Slr ris. Se 5 % i . 118
Ir JESUS WERE Herr! 2 3 : . 214
JEsus AT THE Door . 5 4 - 194
Lapy Moon. 3 : ; ae
Ler CHILDREN Come _ _ i i . 86
LizziE ante . . di 5 . 58
Lucy GRay : a 5 5 . 65
LovE ror Mamma -. sh ‘ é fo SOT
“ LILIAN a ‘ here : 3 Seal all:
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Lirz In THE COUNTRY 2 ats . 169
Lorp, Loox upon a LITTLE Cup OC eieras nae
Morning Hymn é is : 3 : 8
Mornina Sone . 3 5 < ; of 295
Mornine . . a : ; 2 . 102
My CANARY : s i 2 . 105
My SHEPHERD . & 8 4 fs . 139
Mary’s Per s is . 151
Maker ME UNDERSTAND Tuy Worp " . 162
Music EVERYWHERE . i < 5 . 180
Mr. Own anp Mrs. Bat . 5 3 -_ 185
My Morzer Shae : . 2165
MINNIE TO HER Doty . 5 . 218
My GARDEN 3 : 2 ‘ . . 225
ONE cF oUR PETS . ‘ Moet ieped'8
Our FATHER’S CARE. : : sates our ies
Onty’® Bapy 2) 0.0 tg ee 6
Our FATHER Ns . % j : . 130
Our Sonny ; 2 6 : . 144
Our Op Wasntrwoman i : % . 222
Our Gop . . ie é . 251
PRESENT AND Furure 3 y A . 60
PRAYER FOR ORPHANS . ea VBE
PEACEFUL, SLUMBERING ON THE. OcmaN . 92
Prorect THE LirtLtE ONES ei 135
Pussy’s Fate: A CAUTION TO THE Currovs 198
Rosin REDBREAST . $ i , +119
Summer EvENING Nile ’ : sends
SWALLows . y aig tase ; ie . 181
Sone or: SPRING ; % B ~ oy. 148
SUNDAY’ = . : . 168
«SEARCH THE Sorrprurns†5 : . 182
Sone Tro THE OLD anp New YEAR . ,..... 188
SUMMER . é ; 5 . 190
THERE’S NOT A Tvr 5 A > 88
TwINKLE, TwiInkun, LIrrTLE Srar : . 52
Time AND ETERNITY . 5 Beas . 74
Tur CHILDREN’S INVOCATION’ . i . 1
Tur SKYLARK ‘ 5 2
Tur LirrLe Girt AND THE Rosz . : 3
Tur Sweet Story or OLD S 4
Tur VILLAGE GREEN ‘ : 3 : 7
Tur Bricur Lanp ~. f i : wala:
Tur Litttz Busy Bur aia i . 2
Tur Burnp Box Soe y : . 14
Tur New Dott 3 : a‘ 5 . 15
Tur Kind SHEPHERD : , 3 ~ 16
Tur CHILDHOOD oF CHRIST =. ‘ . 28
Tur Happy Lanp. 3 ‘ 3 . 24
Tur SEASONS . 5 scary
Tur Loss OF THE Rovar Groraz 4 . 84
Tur Rose . 5 : 3 7 A . 48
Tur CHILD’s CHOICE : : ‘ . Ady
Tau SHEPHERD'S Homr . : j . 48
Tue Pret Lamp,. 3 2 5 : . 49
Tur Srconp BIRTHDAY . i A . 62
THE JACKDAW . eS 5 : . 68
- Tre Farrurut Brrp 5 ‘ , . 70
Tur Councit or Horszs . cules . 82
Tur Rarnsow . 2 ; , Be eH.
Tur SLEEP OF Yourn J : : . 87
THE Cuckoo Sen es a . 89
Tur SNAKE AND THE Krrtens E 3 . 108
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INDEX OF TITLES—continued.
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THE Snarn 110 Tue Hour or PRAYER. : wees 2 254
Tur ALMIGHTY Powsr OF “Gop. 121 Tae Lark anp NIGHTINGALE 256
Tue SwaLtow 126 ‘ Tur Guory or Gop. = : 258
Tur Praises of my Toneur . 132 Tur User oF FLOWERS : ME 262
Tur Port, OYSTER, AND SENSITIVE PLanr . 142 Tur Berrer Lanp 263
Tur Winp 145 THERE 18 A HEAVEN . : 94
Tue Grear EXAMPLE 147 Tuy Housz, O Lorp . .’ 95
Tue Morusr’s Return 154 Tuy WILL BE Done . 108
Tur Parrot , 171 Times anp TrpEs 209
Tux Last Ross Or Summer eins . 172 To-pay anp To-MoRROW 106
Tue FisHerman’s Weicome Home . . 177 Trust IN Gop 2.26
‘um NIGHTINGALE AND THE GLOW-worm. 178 Tuosr Hyrenine Bes 228
Tur SEED AND THE “FLOWER, ae 186 Tom’s Practica Lesson on CRUELTY 230
Tur Drum a 200 To tHE Rosin 244
THE OLp WATER Minn 201 WINTER is 41
Tur Concrirep Bor PuniIsHED 202 WRITTEN IN Marcu : "9
Tue Litre CHILD AND THE FLOWERS 204 WE GIvE THEE THANKS, 0 Lomp 107
THe Doa anp THE Warer Lity . 206 We arn SEVEN’. : . 113
THE Woops in SUMMER 232, 233 .WuHEN THE Rosy Morn Aoan eee : 156
THE Convict SHIP 234 Wuo Mapr ‘att Turnas?:.. 210
Tur Daisy’s WEDDING 236 Wat Gop poEs For Us 238
Tur Oup YEAR. 239 Yoururunt Zan : : 137
Tue Savrour’s Can 246 Youne anp Happy 175
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INDEX OF THE MUSIC.
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THE Swerr Story or Orp - - - Arranged for.this Work by EANE BRAINE 4
Tue Lirrte Busy Ber - - = - 13
ALL THINGS BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL - Clmcsed for this Woy by the Rev. Sir FREDERICK ih:
Gore OvsELey, Bart., Mus. Doc. ‘ ye 20
Gorinec Homer - - - - - Composed for this Work by: FRANK BRAINE 28
Ler CHILDREN ‘ComE = - - - 53 aay Rev. T. Hrtmorz, M.A. 36
Tue CHILD’s CHOICE - - - - 35 3 H. G. B. Hunt 44
Twinkie, TWINKLE, Littnie Star - - Arranged bs FRANK BRAINE -: 52
PRESENT AND FuTuRE - - - - ae ee seohes é 60
GENTLE JESUS =, - 7 - : > from Weber by 5 . 68
Onty A Bapy : = < S - - Composed for this Work by 3 76
FRom GREENLAND’s Icy Mountains - Arranged e 3 84
PEACEFUL, SLUMB’RING - - # . >» from Storace by iy 92
Home, Sweet Homz : - - - » for this Work by “3 100
Tuy WILL BE DONE aie ee - - Composed for this Work by T. CRAMPTON . ~108
Hoty Bistz, Book Divine - - - Arranged a FRANK BRAINE . 116
A Cuinp’s WisH- - - - - - Composed 33 T. CRamprom. 124
Tue Praises of my TonGuE - - - ss 35 FRANK BRAINE . 132
A Hymn or PRAISE - - - - 33 Be 3; ie Zs 140
Sone oF SPRING - - - 4 - 5 os T. CRAMPTON . S - 148
WHEN THE Rosy Morn APPEARING - Arranged f FRANK BRAINE . 156
Hymn or Eve - : - - - » from Dr. Arne by “3 164
Tur Last Rosz or SUMMER - 7 . » for this Work by †172
Music EvVrrywHERE - - - - a 180
Sone TO THE OLD AND New YeaR ~~ - Words, and Music by SyBIt, PLONENGE; ‘and Mary
' AMHURST . ‘ x < 188
A Summer Sona - - - - - Composed for this Work by FRANK Brarne : . 196
Tue LirrLe Cuinp AND THE FLOWERS - M.S, SkerrineTon 204
Lorp, Look upon A Litre CHILD - Arr Ganda Srom Car ey for this Work by FRANK BrainE . 212
BRIGHTEST AND BzEstT 2 bs 7 c » from Mendelssohn Hs As 220
THoszt Evenine BELus - - - - » for this Work by Frank BRAInE : * 228
Tuer Daisy’s WEDDING - - - - Composed for this Work by T. CRAMPTON °-. ; ~ 236
To tHE Rosin - - - - - A 5 M. S. SKEFFINGTON 244,
EveNING Sone - - - - - 3) oy T. CramprTon 252,
BEautirut Zion - ~~ - = 4 =
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES.
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PACE
_A country life is sweet - - Old Song. - 169
A grain of corn an infant’s hand Montgomery- 55
A month, sweet little ones, is) Friend of 154
ast - —§ Wordsworth
A nightingale, that all day long Cowper - 178
A parrot, from the Spanish main Campbell - 171
A simple child, dear brother Jim Wordsworth - 118
Abroad in the meadows to see | :
Watts - - 19
the young lainbs_ -
All the little flowers I see - - B.S. R.A. - 166
All things bright and beautiful Mrs.Alewander 20
Almighty God, Thy.word is cast Cawood - 69
An oyster, cast upon the shore - Cowper - 142
Baby Freddie is plump.and fair H.G.B. Hunt 134
Beautiful Zion, built above - - = 260
Bless God, who makes the ary
. so blue - -
Blessed Jesus, Thee I pray - J. B. Manson. 86
Blue shoes, Jong Tie lets the } Bennett _ ib
pinkest of frocks -
Brightest and best of the sons! poner - _ 220
of the morning -
Brothers and sisters are a ‘gift - Mrs.Sigourney 248
’ Buttercups and daisies = - - Mury Howiti 258
By cool Siloam’s shady rill - Heber - -, 28
Child, amidst the flowers at play Hemans - 254
Close by the threshold of a door)
nailed fast - -
Come, Robin Redbreast -
“Come unto me,†cried the) ,;
voice of the Saviour = - ‘a HE. Hodder. ...-° 246
Comuit thou all thy griefs - John Wesley- 226
Cousin Jack, the sailor lad - Burr - - 151
- Bennett - 119
Darling little Rosie - -
Dear Lady Moon, so yellow
and bright -
Dearest Ma! mind - -
- Rosie’s Papa 18
Bennett - 22
- Bennett - 91
Eight little blue-be'ls grew
under a stone -
Every morning the red sun
Tom Hood - 236
- Mrs.Alewander 11
Scott - - 183
Fair Spring o’er. Nature held
her gentlest sway -: ~~ -
Flowers will not.cease to Speak T. T. Lynch - 257
For all the mercies of the day - E. Hodder - 107
Fritz came from school. the
first half year - A Ms mae
From Greenland’s icy evatntains Heber - 84
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild - Anon. - - 68
. pets Hheo, 3 my God, this Kbiisase - 9
Go with us to Thy howe; O Lord EF. Hodder - 95
God bless the little orphans - G. Fosté - 75
God might have bade the He
earth bring forth - Mari: Beware p202
God of mercy, deign to hear us- - - - 73
God of the TOrng at whee
voice -
Bennett - 27
Cowper® , = 103°
Watts 2° 2109
Good David, whose psalms have
so often been sung -
Great God, with wonder pod
with praise - -
Taylor -
} Watts -
Hail, beauteous stranger of) Br
the grove - Pens
Happy, happy we should be - E. Hodder
Have you heard the thrush - Barr -
He sendeth sun, he pend oth Ad
shower - - Se
Hear, Lord, the song “of praise
and prayer -
Here'we suffer grief and pain - Anon, -
Holy Bible, book divine - - Burton
How came you here? tell ane, B tt
beautiful rose - aia
How cheerful along the gay 7 inead - -
How dear, when the summer
looks over the hills -
How doth the little busy bee - Watts -
How fair is the rose! what a Watt
beautiful flower - ees
How fine has the day been!
et bright was the sun - } ages
ow often when the sun went
a ee 3 E. Hodder
How proud wea are, how fond
oF show Re are i Watts -
Cowper
I come, I come, ye Rave called
me long - -
T havea garden of a own - - -
I hear thee Bpeake of the better Hi
Tend fs emans
I know a little maiden fair - EC. - 11L
T love; when the evenings are
balmy and still - - De nee
I must not tease my mother - Mrs Sigourney 215
. Ising the almighty power of God Watts - - 121
I think when I read that sweet
story of old - Mrs. Luke - 4
I'd choose to be a daisy - -J.T. - - 4d
I ye aiched you now @ ee Wordsworth - 150
If I had my wish, now - - GeorgeBennett 124
In every little flower- - - E. Hodder - 123
In the time of our youth - - T. 2, Lynch- 187
Lark, lark, singing so high Bennett - 2
Let children come - - T. T. Lynch- 36
Let us with a gladsome mind - Milton-
Little flowers of pane and klue- Barr -
Little Lizzie - - Barr -
Little raindrops feed ‘the vil - Mrs.Sigourney 55
Lo, the lilies of the field ’ - Heber - - 163
Look at the swallows, my ) Barras. - 131
pretty dears’ - -
Lord, a little band and lowly - Mrs. Shelley 1
Anon, - - 42
Lord, I would own Thy tender
care - ‘
Lord, look apons alittle child - Anon-- ~ - #2
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Mamma,I’ve often heard yousay A. M. - - 186
*Mid pleasures and palaces - Payne - - 100
Morn on the waters! and) g,.. ;
purple and bright - pHemmeys 2 2 282
Mother, guide his little steps - Barr - - 144
Mr. Owland Mrs. Bat - - Barr - - 185
Music in the valley - - - - 180
My banks, they are furnished ) Shanstons o> AB
with bees - y
My God, who makes the ean Watts - _ 98
to know - -
My heart leaps up when I beb old Wordsworth- &7
My Shepherd will supply my need Watts - -. 139
My soul, repeat His praise - Watts - - 238
O baby, He loved pretty things T. T. i 10
O Father, Thou hast heard ay) 3 - 8
prayer - -
O little stream, ‘telow: the mill - H.G.B. Hunt 201
Oo hen ena is es ohane called ) Cibber - ale
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray - Wordsworth- 65
Oh, blessed day, which Tet to
- 168
labour brings - .
Oh, that I, like Timothy - - Wesley- - 162
«Oh, where can it come from ‘
—that wonderful sound ?†Both aoe)
On the cheerful village green - Taylor - s 2%;
Only ababy small - - - Barr - - 76
Our Father, what a maze is here EH. Hodder - 130
Peace be around thee, wher- ‘Mauve.2 _ 189
ever thou rov’st - -
Peaceful, slumb" an: on. meee Cobb - - 93
ocean - -
Saviour, now the day is ended - Barr - - 129
Savionr, who thy flock art Aix © - 135
feeding - -
Search the Seriptures,— they | E. Hoda 189
impart - = j fe Cone
See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, ) Dodarid 15
stands - a §eeoe MI eo =
See the tide as aavancie it
breaks on the shingle . : He Pe dance =:200
Shepherds all, and “naidens Fletcher
f - 153
air - -
Sing; that is tight - - - > Bennett - 105
Sleep well, my dear ; rlpep safe | Jaeabt 87
and free - eM he
Softer than zephyrs, bore on
the breeze - H. J. Cock. - 217
Softly the day dealing - - - - 252
Spirit of beauty - eed. goss 233
eee: and stars, by gay Montgomery - 247
eae: ae what ails Wither - - 197
Tell me. little reddy omy - Barr - - 38’
256
- Wordsworth- 79
- Wordsworth- 49
ene phat Sars o on ere Meri pRORTE
The cock is crowing - 2
The dew was falling fast -
LINES—continued. (
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The flowers are blooming
everywhere - - Coline ae 180
The greenhouse is my summer )
Sant : 3 f Cowper - 70
The howling storm has gone
SRLS night Z A. G.B. Hunt 177
The leaves we’ve seen . - Bennett - 81
The Lord is rich and merciful - T, T. Lynch - 951
The night was wild, and BE. Hodder
stormy winds - ae
hg noon eee ehadys and. soft ) Cowper - 206
The praises of my tongue! - Watts -- - 132
The Saviour Joves all children - E. Hodder - 99
The spacious firmament on high Addison - 258
The swallow is here - - - Bennett - 126
The year is past and over - Amhurst — - 188
There is a bird, who, by his coat Cowper = 68
There isahappy land = - - Young - - 24
There is a heaven, the Been: } se 04
tures tell - -
There lives and works a soul
in all things - - ee opes yeeee
There’s not a tint that paints Heber
the rose - =
Those evening pels, those } Moore 298
evening bells - 5 5
Thou dost-not dream, ey little } Mis Bigoriey 62
one - *
Though I’m now in younger
- 33°
al Watts - - 97
ays -
‘Time is swiftly feiny: - - E. Hodder -_ 74
’Tis the last rose of summer ~- Moore - - 172
To grass, or leaf, or fruit, Or Bourne - 110
wall = - J ;
Toll for the brave! - - = Cowper - 347
To-morrow, Lord, is thine - Doddridge - 106
Tom sat at the parlour window Barr. - - 230
Tune every heart, wake every * - 140
tongue - - - :
"Twas on alot. vase’s side - Gray - - 198
Twinkle, twinkle, little star - - - - 52
Upon a time a neighing steed - Gay - - 82
Washing, rinsing out the linen B.C. - - 222
Wave, come and go - - - Bennett - 158
Welcome, welcome, little stranger Montgomery- 244
Well! Alice, my dolly -. -A.M. - - 218
‘ Friend of 2
What way does the wind come? Wordsworth - 145
Whene’er I take my walks ) si
Sbroad = sa ( Watts - - 25
When iesus lett His Father at Mevtgemdyp aie
When the rosy morn “appearing - - 156
When we devote our youth to God Watts - - - 54
While shepherds watched their ) Tate
flocks by night —_- a ie 39
Will you come with me, my
pretty one? - Foi Ee es eonee
Winter's here, the aati laste Bennett - 41
Winter's old age is creeping on H.G.B. Hunt 239
«You are old, Father William†Southey - 78
Young and happy while thou art - - - 175
INTRODUCTION,
mi N ‘EZ know the immeasurable influence that hymns
ee or songs learned in childhood have upon the
whole. life. They come: *back in seasons of
sorrow and of trial, like the echoes of holy,
happy sounds heard in the bright morning of life;
they bring in after years sweet and sacred memories,’
to purify our thoughts and cheer our hearts. With
a deep conviction of this, I hope I have admitted into
these pages no song or poem which will not help to
teach the little ones some sacred lesson; to give them
some holy, happy thoughts; to kindle in their tender
hearts the pure flame of love for things that are
~ good and true; to make them love God, and all things
that the good God has made. I hope that around
these pages will be often gathered in many homes a
crowd of bright, happy little faces, spelling out the
language of verse which children always love. I trust
that many little voices which join in singing these
hymns on earth will hereafter unite in the endless service
of praise in heaven.
‘ THE EDITOR.
*, My thanks for permission to use Copyright Poems are due
to the followings :—Messrs. Buackwoov & Sons, Epwin Hopprr, Mary
Howirt, phe late Rev. T. T. Lyncu, Mrs. Sicournuy, “A. M.,â€
“KE. C.,†and “J. T.;†also to Mr. Masrers for permitting an
arrangement whereby two of Mrs. AnexanpEr’s Poems are included.
THE CHILDREN’S INVOCATION.
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LT OR?. a little band and lowly,
We are come to sing to Thee ;
Thou art great, and high, and holy:
Oh, how solemn we should be.
May Thy Spirit
Teach us how to worship Thee. »
Fill our hearts with thoughts of Jesus,
And of heaven, where He is gone ;
And let nothing ever please us
He would grieve to look upon.
May we ever
Live to Him and Him alone.
May our sins be all forgiven,
Make us fear whate’er is wrong ;
Lead us in the way to heaven,
There to sing a nobler song.
Praise and glory
To the Lord our God belong.
THe Cuito’s Book oF SONG AND PRAISE.
THE SKYLARK.
ARK, lark, singing so high,
Lost in the sun, up, up in the sky,
You I can hear, but you I can’t see ;
Lark, lark, where can you be?
Ah! now I see you, happy up there,
Right in the white clouds, up in the air.
Lark, lark, why, oh, now why
Cannot I go up like you to the sky ?
Up to the blue sky, up to the sun,
Over the white clouds, one after one ?
Ah! but that were the dearest thing
Ever so high to fly and to sing!
Lark, lark, I shall have wings ;
Each little angel flies and sings ;
Wings some day will to me be given,
When I’m so good that I go to heaven ;
When I shall sing with angels on high,
Praising God, up, right up in the sky!
~Tae Lirrre Girt AND THE Rose. 3
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“OW came you here, tell me, beautiful rose ?â€
“My flower from out of a little bud grows.â€
" “ And how does the bud come? that tell me about.â€
“From the end of my branches the sun draws it out.â€
itp “ And then all your branches, how do you get them?â€
en “The warm sun draws them too out of my green stem.â€
“ And your stem that gives branches?†“That comes up to light
From roots in the dark earth, down out of our sight.â€
“ And, pretty rose, do you eat dinners and teas,
And drink just like little girls, tell me that, please ?â€
~ Yes, I eat and drink up earth, and sunshine, and
showers ; .
Else how could I grow big, and give out nice
flowers ?â€
“And what do you eat with and drink with, tell me
“T have mouths in my roots and my leaves you
can’t see.â€
“And who made you, dear rose, and taught you to
grow ?†.
“The good God that made you to question me so.â€
“ How good He is, rose dear, to make you to live,
And to us little girls great red flowers to give.â€
“Now talk to your dolly, the great bee is coming;
He'll sing me to sleep in the sun with his humming.†*
“Tl tell doll about you ; she’ll like it so, ah!
Papa perhaps don’t know it, so I’ll tell papa !â€
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THe Cuito's Boor or Song AND PRAISE.
THE SWEET STORY OF OLD.
Greek Arr.
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think when I read that sweet sto - ry of old, When
2 2 a o—~.
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Je - sus was here a-mong men,
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I should like to have been with them then.
hands had been -plac’d on my head, That His
Tue Sweer Srory or OLD. © 5
Bo == SS ———/ aaa
pa 2 oa aa pea = =|
look when He said, “Let the lit - fle oF ones come un - to me.â€
THe Cuito’s Book or Sonc AND PRAISE.
THE SWEET STORY OF OLD.
3ps96 vat, when I read that sweet story of old,
“ik ) « When Jesus was here among men,
How He called little children, as lambs to His fold,
I should like to have been with them then.
I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, .
That His arm had been thrown around me,
And that I might have seen His kind look when He said,
“ Let the little ones come unto me.â€
Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go,
And ask for a share in His love ;
And if I thus earnestly seek Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above,
In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare
For all who are washed and forgiven ;
And many dear children are gathering there,
“For of such is the kingdom of heaven.â€
But thousands and thousands, who wander and fall,
Never heard of that heavenly home ;
I should like them to know there is room for them all,
And that Jesus has bid them to come.
I long for that blessed and glorious time,
The fairest, and brightest, and best,
When the dear little children of every clime
Shall crowd to His arms and be blest.
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THE VILLAGE GREEN.
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N the cheerful village green,
‘Skirted round with houses small,
All the boys and girls are seen
Playing there with hoop and ball.
Now they frolic hand in hand, -
Making many a merry chain ;
Then they form a warlike band,
Marching o’er the level plain.
Now ascends the worsted ball,
High it rises in the air,
Or against the cottage wall,
Up and down it bounces there.
Then the hoop, with even pace,
Runs before the merry crowd ;
Joy is seen in every face,
Joy is heard in clamours loud.
Rich array and mansions proud,
Gilded toys and costly fare,
Would not make the little crowd
Half so happy as they are.
Then contented with my state,
Let me envy not the great,
Since true pleasure may be seen
On a cheerful village green.
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MORNING HYMN.
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Fatuer, Thou hast heard my prayer,
4. And I own thy tender care ;
: vv. For, by Thee in safety kept,
I have laid me down and slept.
Teach me now my heart to raise
In a morning hymn of praise ;
And for Jesus’ sake, I pray,
Bless and keep me through the day.
Etventne Hyun.
EVENING HYMN.
(joer to Thee, my God, this night,
For all the blessings of the light!
Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings,
Under Thine own almighty wings!
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the awful day,
Oh, may my soul on Thee repose,
And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ;
Sleep that shall me more vigorous make
To serve my God when I awake.
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BABY.
4.
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Thy mother remembers His words,
And comforts herself about thee,
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THE BRIGHT LAND.
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a: = Rises warm and bright, Open bright and gay,
oy “ But the evening cometh on, Till the chilly autumn hours
aS And the dark, cold night. | | Wither them away.
There’s a bright land far away, There’s a land we have not seen,
Where ’tis never-ending day. Where the trees are always green.
Little birds sing songs of praise
All the summer long ;
But in colder, shorter days
They forget their song.
There’s a place where angels sing
Ceaseless praises to their King.
Christ our Lord is ever near Who shall go to that bright land?
Those who follow Him ; All who do the right:
But we cannot see Him here, Holy children there shall stand,
For our eyes are dim. In their robes of white ;
There is a most happy place, For that heaven, so bright and blest,
Where men always see His face. Is our everlasting rest.
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How neat she spreads the wax ; I would be busy too ;*
And labours hard to store it well For Satan finds some mischief still
With the sweet food she makes. For idle hands to do.
In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let my first years be pass’d ;
That I may give for every day
Some good account at last.
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THE BLIND BOY.
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say, what is that thing called Light,
: Which I must ne’er enjoy ?
a What are the blessings of the sight ?
Oh, tell your poor blind boy!
You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright ;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night ?
My day or night myself I make,
Whene’er I sleep or play ;
And could I ever keep awake,
With me ’twere always day.
‘With heavy sighs I often hear
‘You mourn my hapless woe ;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne’er can know.
Then let not that I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy :
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.
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THE NEW DOLL.
pr shoes, long ringlets, the pinkest of frocks,
@ That’s my sweet dolly ; my own golden locks ;
Look at her silkiest dear flaxen curls, _
Just like the real ones on real little girls ;
What a pink forehead, and what pretty cheeks !
What a red mouth, too, just Jike‘one that speaks!
Largest of dear blue eyes, open so wide,
. Looking right forward and never aside ;
Nose like our own mamma’s, pretty and straight—
Noses are sometimes so ugly and great ;
Lips—mamma’s, too, are exactly like these,
Two that seem saying, “ Oh, do kiss us, please !â€
Turn her round sideways—yes, that’s how I mean ;
See, her dear ears through her hair can be seen ;
And what a neck—look, all smooth, round, and white ;
Baby’s is like it, when just wash’d at night.
Mind how you hold her, please! Oh, care do take,
Aunt says it is wax, and you know wax dolls break.
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THE KIND SHEPHERD.
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= And calls His sheep by name,
Gathers the feeble in His arms,
And feeds each tender lamb.
He leads them to the gentle stream
Where living water flows,
And guides them to the verdant fields
Where sweetest herbage grows.
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When, wandering from the peaceful fold,
‘We leave the narrow way,
Our faithful Shepherd still is near,
To seek us when we stray,
The weakest lamb amid the flock
Shall be its Shepherd’s care ;
While folded in the Saviour’s arms,
We're safe from every snare.
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ONE OF OUR PETS.
BNO antine little Rosie,
Romping in the lane ;
/ Gathering a posy,
To please Papa when he comes home
at evening.
Wicked little Tinker,
Underneath her arm,
Who always seems to. think her
The mistress of the farm ;
And would rather do and die than aught should hurt her.
I say, little Rosie,
What would Pussy do,
If she saw, so cosy,
Tinker and you ?
Would she understand your love for both ?
Well, my little treasure,
Ma and Pa both pray
That you may, in full measure,
As you go on your way,
Find friends as kind and true as Puss and Tinker.
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young lambs _
Run sporting about by the side of,
their dams,
With fleeces so clean and so white ;
Or a nest of young doves, in a large open cage,
When they play all in love, without anger and
Lage ;
How much we may learn from the sight !
If we had been ducks, we might dabble in mud ;
Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ;
So foul and so fierce are their natures:
But Thomas, and William, and such pretty
names,
Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or as
. lambs,
Those lovely, sweet, innocent creatures.
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The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset, and the morning,
That brightens up the sky ;
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The cold wind in the winter, The tall trees in the greenwood,
The pleasant summer sun, The meadows where we play,
The ripe fruits in the garden, | The rushes by the water,
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And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty,
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LADY MOON.
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1 > i EAR Lady Moon, so yellow and bright,
All =) Do you love me with your golden light?
Do you love all things on which you shine,
‘All with your fingers you make so fine?
Do you love all the rivers you touch,
All the white houses you brighten so much ?
_ Is it to say to them, “ Moon loves you,†;
Your white fingers to them such wonders do ?
Moon, I see you; do you see me, —
Ktty, this little girl—me, do you see?
Always I see you at me looking down :
Always so kindly, and you never frown.
Love me, I love you; I’m going up stairs ;
Peep in my window, and see me say. prayers.
When I’m in bed, and they’ve put out the light,.
Shine in, dear Moon, on me through the dark night.
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*y cool Siloam’s shady rill,
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ae © How sweet the breath beneath the hill
†Of Sharon’s dewy rose:
Lo! such the child, whose early feet
The path of peace have trod ;
Whose sacred heart, with iifuetice sweet,
Is lifted up to God.
By cool Siloam’s shady rill,
The lily must decay ;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away ;
And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man’s maturer age
Will shake the soul with Sorrow’s power,
And stormy Passion’s Tage.
O Thou, whose infant feet were found
Within Thy Father’s shrine ;
Whose years, with changeless virtue crown’d,
Were all alike divine ;
Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,
We seek Thy grace alone,
In childhood, manhood, age, and death,
To keep us still Thine own.
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THE HAPPY LAND.
a) HERE is a happy land,
Far, far away,
) Where saints in glory stand,
~ Bright, bright as day.
Oh, how they sweetly sing,
Worthy is our Saviour King ;
Loud let his praises ring ;
Praise, praise for aye.
Come to this happy land,
Come, come away ;
Why will ye doubting stand ?
‘Why still delay ?
Oh, we shall happy be,
When from sin and sorrow free,
Lord, we shall live with Thee !
Blest, blest for aye.
Bright in that happy land
Beams every eye;
Kept by a Father’s hand,
Love cannot die.
On,.then, to glory run ;
Be a crown and kingdom won ;
And bright above the sun
Reign, reign for aye.
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For all His gifts to me?
Not more than others I deserve,
Yet God hath given me more :
For I have food while others starve,
Or beg from door to door.
How many children in the street
Half naked I behold!
While I am clothed from head to feet,
And cover’d from the cold.
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While some poor wretches scarce can tell
Where they may lay their head,
I have a home wherein to dwell,
And rest upon my bed.
While others early learn to swear,
And curse, and lie, and steal ;
Lord, I am taught Thy name to fear,
And do Thy holy will.
Are these Thy favours, day by day,
To me above the rest?
Then let me love Thee more than they,
And try to serve Thee best. |
SUMMER-TIME.
HAY-MAKING AND PLAY-MAKING,
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THE SEASONS.
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Bless God, who makes the fields so
green ! .
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The colours that in both are seen !
His loving-kindness makes us love
The green below, the blue above,
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If we obey Him, shali be blest,
When all around our eyes can see
But what for all who live is best—
When all we see unto our sight
Gives always beauty and delight?
Oh, bless Him for the glad green Spring!
Oh, bless Him for the Summer’s flowers !
Bless Him for Autumn’s harvesting !
Bless Him for Winter’s frosty hours !
Bless Him who makes them all to give
Gladness, how great! to all who live.
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“The sun is shining bright,
And you might twine a lily wreath.
To carry home at night.
And I could show you pleasant things
If you would only come.†|
But still she answer’d as before,
“No; Iam going home.â€
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“ But look, my child ; the fields are green,
And, “neath the leafy trees,
Children are playing merrily,
Or resting at their ease.
Does it not hurt your tender feet,
This stony path to tread ?â€
“Sometimes ; but I am going home,â€
Once more she sweetly said.
“ My Father bade me keep this path,
Nor ever turn aside ;
The road which leads away from Him
Is very smooth and wide.
The fields are fresh, and cool, and green,
Pleasant the shady trees ;
But those around my own sweet home
Are lovelier far than these.
GRANDFATHER'S CHAIR.
“ T must not linger on the road,
For I have far to go,
And I should like to reach the door
Before the sun gets low.
I must not stay, but will you not,
Oh, will you not come, too?
My home is very beautiful,
And there is room for you.â€
I took her little hand in mine,
Together we went on ;
Brighter.and brighter o’er our path
The blessed sunbeams shone.
At length we saw the distant towers ;
But ere we reach’d the gate,
The child outstripp’d my ling’ring feet,
Too overjoy’d to wait.
And as she turn’d her radiant face
Once more to bid me come,
I heard a chorus of glad songs,
A burst of “ Welcome home !â€
GRANDFATHER’S CHAIR.
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~ To see in the garden the little ones there,
All happy and smiling round Grandfather’s chair.
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Such stories he tells them—such tales of delight—
Such wonders to dream of by day and by night ;
It’s little they’re singing of sorrow and care,
Their bright faces beaming round Grandfather’s chair.
And words, too, of wisdom fall off from his tongue,
Dear lessons to cherish and treasure while young ;
Bright things to remember when white is their hair,
And-some of them sit in a Grandfather’s chair.
Ah! little ones, love him, be kind while you may,
For swiftly the moments are speeding away ;
Not long the kind looks and the love you may share,
That beam on you now from a Grandfather’s chair.
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THERE'S NOT A TINT.
THERE'S NOT A TINT.
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Sas not a tint that paints
3g the rose,
Or decks the lily fair,
Or streaks the humblest flower ,
that grows,
But God has placed it there.
There’s not of grass a single blade,
Or leaf of loveliest green,
Where heavenly skill is not displayed,
And heavenly wisdom seen. cc a aN
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Illumes the spreading earth,
And cheers the silent gloom of night,
But mercy gave it birth.
There’s not a place on earth’s vast round,
In ocean deep, or air, .
Where skill and wisdom are not found ;
For God is everywhere.
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Around, beneath, below, above,
Wherever space extends,
There God displays His boundless love,
And power with mercy blends.
LOSS OF THE “ROYAL GEORGE.â€*
ou for the brave!
The brave that are no more!
All sunk beneath the wave,
Fast by their native shore !
Eight hundred of the brave;
Whose courage well was tried,
Had made the vessel heel, .
And laid her on her side.
A land breeze shook the shrouds,
And she was overset ;
Down went the Royal George,
With all her crew complete.
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1782, by a sudden gust of wind, while undergoing some repairs off Spithead. Many of the guns
had to be moved during the progress of these repairs, so that the ship was heavier on one side
than the other, and this was the chief cause of the disaster. Kempenfelt was the name of the
rear-admiral on board the ship.
THe Loss oF THE “ Roval GEORGE.â€
Toll for the brave!
Brave Kempenfelt is gone ;
His last sea-fight is fought,
His work of glory done.
It was not in the battle ;
No tempest gave the shock:
She sprang no fatal leak ;
She ran upon no rock.
His sword was in its sheath ;
His fingers held the pen,
When Kempenfelt went down,
With twice four hundred men.
Weigh the vessel up,
~ Once dreaded by our foes!
And mingle with our cup
The tear that England owes.
Her timbers yet are sound,
And she may float again,
Full charged with England’s thunder,
And plough the distant main. *
But Kempenfelt is gone,
_ His victories are oer ,
And he and his eight hundred
‘Shall plough the wave no more.
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Thy God for thine unfolding
His love will grant,
Our love for thee beholding.
Let children come ;
This our love God gave us,
Who gave His Son,
From hate and fear to save us;
For all life’s-thirst
Of water: He’s the river,
Who from the first
Of pure life is the Giver.
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w\ HAPPY FRED.
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ELL me, little Freddy, pray,
What has pleased your heart to-day,
That you skip, and leap, and sing,
Pleased -with every little thing ?â€
“Mother, you remember Dick ;
He that’s lame and has a stick ;
Cripple Dick, with naked feet,
Crossing-sweeper in our street ¢
Well, I pass’d the other day,
And he look’d as if to say,
‘Little sir, a penny give ;
I am poor, and I must live ,
Please to give a lad a brown ?’
So I popp’d a half-a-crown
In his hat, and pass’d along,
Mingling with the busy throng.
But to-day, would you believe ?
As I cross’d, he touch’d my sleeve ;
And he said, when he could speak,.
For the tears roll’d down his cheek,
‘Mother sends her blessing, sir ;
Thanks for what you’ve done for her.
When you pass’d me in the street,
That day we had nought to eat.
Oh, the joy we both did feel,
When that night we had a meal !
Blessings on you for the same,
Luck and honour to your name |’
That’s what’s fill’d my heart with joy,
That’s what’s pleased your little boy.â€
ye shepherds watch’d their
flocks by night,
All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
“Fear not,’ said he (for mighty
dread.
Had seized their troubled mind) ;
“Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind,
“To you, in David’s town, this day
Is born, of David’s line,
The Saviour, who is Christ the
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And this shall be the sign :
“ The heavenly babe you there shall —
find :
To human view display’d,
All meanly wrapp’d in swathing
bands,
And in a manger laid.â€
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INTER’S here; the Autumn leaves
All have fallen, red and sere ;
Gone are flowers and gone are
sheaves ;
Welcome fires ; the Winter’s here !
Now the robin sings alone ;
See, the little redbreast comes ;
Ah! be pity. to him shown, .
Throw the little bird some crumbs.
Look, how gloomy are the skies ;
All the fields are still and bare ;
Not a sweet flower meets our eyes ;
Thick and misty is the air.
Down will come the dancing snow,
Hiding all the ground from sight ;
Ah! how nice ’twill be to go
On the paths, so crisp and white!
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OUR FATHERS CARE.
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4“ And all Thy love to me:
iy The food I eat, the clothes I wear,
Are all bestow’d by Thee.
Tis thou preservest me from death
And dangers every hour ;
I cannot draw another breath
Unless Thou give me power.
My health, and friends, and parents dear,
To me by God are given ;
I have not any blessing here,
But what is sent from heaven.
Such goodness, Lord, and constant care,
A child can ne’er repay ;
But may it be my daily prayer
To love Thee and obey. .
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The glory of April and May ;
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Above all the flowers of the field :
When its leaves are all dead, and fine colours are lost,
Still how sweet a perfume it will yield!
So frail are the youth and the beauty of man,
~ Though they bloom and look gay, like a rose ;
But all our fond care to preserve them is vain, °
Time kills them as fast as he goes.
Then I'll not be proud of my
youth or my beauty,
Since both of them wither and’
fade,
But gain a good name by well
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It is so meek and fair ; If I might be a bird;
But I love daisies better, _ My song should be the loudest
* For they grow everywhere.
I’d wander through the cloudland,
In sunshine and in shower; Far, far above the moon,
But daisies still look upward, | And reach that land of glory,
However dark the hour.
Where it is always noon.
The sun has ever heard:
Lilies droop always sadly, ; |
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“T love the swallow coming
With spring-tide o’er the sea ;
I love the robin redbreast,
It trusts so lovingly ;—
But I love the sky-lark better,
With its untiring song,
Making its track an echo
Of music, all along.
“ And yet I thiyk I’d rather —
Be changed into a lamb,
_ If Jesus had not made me
The little child I am ;
Because the Bible tells us,
That, in his loving arms,
The shepherd gently folds them,
When anything alarms
~ © And lambs are types of Jesus ;
Sweet mother, are they not?
You told me very long since—
And I have not forgot—
How, meek and uncomplaining,
As to the slaughter led,
He shed His blood for sinners,
And bow’d His sacred head.â€
“Nay, wish not, dearest Gerald,
To change thy happier lot
For a flower’s brief existence
In some deep-shelter’d spot ;
And envy not the sky-lark
His glad flight through the air,
Nor yet the lamb its shelter
Beneath the shepherd’s care:
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“ Far richer, greater blessings
Than theirs are given to thee ;
They die and are forgotten—
Thou shalt not cease to be.
Thou hast a soul, my Gerald,
Bought with a Saviour’s blood ;
Oh, seek his grace, and yield it
Now, in thy youth, to God!
“Dear child! thy mother hath not
A holier prayer for thee,
Than that the lamb-like spirit
Of Christ may be in thee.
’ Then, carried in His bosom,
It shall be thine to’share,
In every time of danger,
A Shepherd’s tender care. |
“ And ever, like the daisy,
Look up in sun and shower ;
For none shall ever pluck thee
From His almighty power ;
Till, higher than the sky-lark,
Borne upon angel’s wing,
It shall be thine to enter
The city of our King.â€
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THE SHEPHERD’S HOME.
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Se banks they are furnish’d with bees,
: | .Whose murmur invites one to sleep ;
ie’ My grottoes are shaded with trees,
_ And my hills are white over with sheep.
"+ I seldom have met with a logs, -
Such health do my fountains bestow ;
My fountains all border’d with moss,
Where the harebells and violets blow.
Not a pine in the grove is there seen,
But with tendrils of woodbine is bound ;
Not a beech’s more beautiful green, -
But a sweet-briar entwines it around.
Not my fields in the prime of the year,
More charms than my cattle unfold ;
Not & brook that is limpid and clear,
But it glitters with fishes of gold.
I have found out a gift for my fair,
I have found where the wood-pigeons breed ;
But let me such plunder forbear,
She will say ’twas a barbarous deed ; -
For he ne’er could be true, she averred, .
Who would rob a poor bird of its young ;
And I loved her the more when I heard
Such tenderness fall from her tongue.
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No other sheep were near, the lamb was all
alone,
And by a slender’ cord was tether’d to a
stone : ;
With one knee on the grass did the little
maiden kneel,
While to that mountain lamb she gave its
evening meal.
The lamb, while from her hand he thus his
supper took,
Seem’d to feast with head and ears; and his
tail with pleasure shook.
“Drink, pretty creature, drink,†she said in
such a tone,
That I almost received her heart into my
own.
"Twas little Barbara Lewthwaite, a child of beauty rare ;
I watch’d them with delight; they were a lovely pair.
Now with her empty can the maiden turn’d away ;
But ere ten yards were gone, her footsteps did she stay.
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Towards the lamb she look’d; and from that shady place,
I, unobserved, could see the workings of her face ; :
If Nature to her tongue could measured numbers bring,
Thus, thought I, to her lamb that little maid might sing :—
“What ails thee, young one? What? Why pull so at thy
cord ?
Ts it not well with thee—well both for bed and board ?
Thy plot of ‘grass is soft, and green as grass can be ;
Rest, little young one, rest; what is *t that aileth thee ?
“What is it thou wouldst seek? What is wanting to thy
heart ?
Thy limbs, are they not strong? And beautiful thou art:
This grass is tender grass; these flowers they have no peers ;
And that green corn all day is rustling in thy ears.
“Tf the sun be shining hot, do but stretch thy woollen chain, .
This beech is standing by, its covert thou canst gain ;
For rain and mountain storms, the like thou need’st not fear ;—
The rain and storm are, things which scarcely can come here.
“ Rest, little young one, rest; thou hast forgot the day
When my father found thee first in places far away ;
Many flocks were on the hills, but thou wert own’d by none ;
And thy mother from thy side for evermore was gone.
“ He took thee in his arms, and in pity brought thee home
A blessed day for thee! then whither wouldst thou roam?
A faithful nurse thou hast; the dam that did thee yean
Upon the mountain-tops no kinder could have been.
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“Thou know’st that twice a day I have brought.thee in this can
Fresh water from the brook, as clear as ever ran ;
And twice in the day, when the ground is wet with dew,
I bring thee draughts of milk, warm milk it is, and new.
“Thy limbs will shortly be twice as stout as they are now,
Then I’ll yoke thee to my cart like a pony in the plough ;
My playmate thou shalt be; and when the wind is cold,
Our hearth shall be thy bed, our house shall be thy fold.
“ Tt will not, will not rest !—poor creature! can it be
That ’tis thy mother’s heart which is working so in thee ?
Things that I know not of belike to thee are dear,
And dreams of things which thou canst neither see nor hear.
“Alas! the mountain-tops that look so green and fair,
I’ve heard of fearful winds and darkness that come there ;
The little brooks that seem all pastime and all play,
When they are angry, roar like lions for their prey.
“ Here thou need’st not dread the raven in the sky ;
Night and day thou art safe,—our cottage is hard by.
Why bleat so after me? Why pull so at thy chain?
Sleep, and at break of day I will come to thee again.â€
As homeward through the lane I went with lazy feet,
This song to myself did I oftentimes repeat ;
And it seem’d, as I retraced the ballad line by line,
That but half of it was hers, and one half of it was mine.
Again and once again did I repeat the song ;
“Nay,†said I, “more than half to the damsel must belong, -
For she look’d with such.a look, and she spake with such a tone,
That I almost received her heart into my own.†'
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When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark — In the dark blue sky you keep,
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not tell which way peep ;
to go For you never shut your eye
If you did not twinkle so. | Till the sun is in the sky.
And often through my curtains
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveller in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
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7 "Tis pleasing in His eyes ;
oi flower when offer’d in the bud
Is-‘no mean sacrifice.
“Tis easier work if we begin
To serve the Lord betimes,
While sinners that grow old in sin
Are harden’d in their crimes.
Twill save us from a thousand snares
To mind religion young :
Grace will preserve our following years,
And make our virtues strong.
Let the sweet work of prayer and praise
Employ my youngest breath ;
“Thus l’m prepared for longer days,
‘Or fit for early death.
Frou SuMALL BEGINNINGS.
HOW THE LITTLE ONES HELP.
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Rills to meet the brooklet glide :
Brooks the broader rivers fill ;
Rivers swell the ocean’s tide,
So the little gather’d here,
Mites from childhood’s willing hand,
Go some aching heart to cheer
In a dark and distant land.
Wilt Thou, Lord, this offering use,
' And Thy blessing on it pour?
And. Thy glorious word diffuse,
- Wen to earth’s remotest shore? _ .
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The harvest of that field may then
Be multiplied by ten times ten,
Which, sown thrice more, would furnish bread
Wherewith an army might be fed.
A penny is a little thing,
Which e’en a poor man’s child may fling:
Into the treasury of heaven, |
And make it. worth as much as seven.
As seven !—nay, worth its weight in gold,
And that increased a million-fold ;
For mark—a penny tract, if well
Applied, may save a soul from hell.
That soul could scarce be saved alone ;
Its bliss, I trust, it would make known ;
“Come,†it would say, “ and you shall see
What great things God has done for me.â€
Hundreds the joyful sound might hear—
Hear with the heart as well as ear ;
And these to hundreds more proclaim
Salvation through the only Name,
That only Name, above, below, —
Let Jews, and Turks, and pagans know,
(| - That every tongue and tribe may call
On Jesus Christ as Lord of all.
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She’s never a moment still ;
And kind is she, ,
For she makes the tea
When poor dear Father is ili.
And she sits at night,
_ By the candle-light,
In a chair beside his bed,
- And tries to cheer
His. heart, the dear !
With some story she has read.
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endure —
Ever faithful, ever sure.
All things living He doth feed:
His full hand supplies their need :
For His mercies shall endure
Ever faithful, ever sure. —
He hath with a pitying eye
Look’d upon our misery ;
For His mercies shall endure
Ever faithful, ever sure eure
Let us then with gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is kind ;
For His mercies shall endure
. Ever faithful, ever sure.
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All who. love the Lord below,
When they die to heaven will go,
And sing with saints above.
Oh, that will be joyful, &c.
Little children will be there,
Who have sought the Lord by prayer,
From every Sabbath-school.
Oh, that will be joyful, &e.
Teachers, too, shall meet above,
And our pastors, whom we love,
Shall meet to part no more.
Oh, that will be joyful, &.
There we all shall sing with joy,
And eternity employ
In praising Christ the Lord.
Oh, that will be joyful, &c.
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THE SECOND BIRTHDAY.
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‘Hov dost not dream, my little one,
How great the change must-be,
These two years, since the morning sun
First shed his beams on thee ;
{ ve Thy little hands did helpless fall,
iy a As with a stranger’s fear,
ye And a faint wailing cry was all
oj. That met thy mother’s ear.
But now the dictates of thy will
Thine active feet obey,
And, pleased, thy busy fingers still
Among thy playthings stray ;
And thy full eyes delighted rove
The pictured page along,
And, lisping to the heart of love,
Thy thousand wishes throng.
Fair boy! the wanderings of thy way
It is not mine to trace,
Through buoyant youth’s exulting day,
Or manhood’s bolder race :
THE FACKDAW.
What discipline thy heart may need,
What clouds may veil thy sun,
The eye of God alone can read—
And let His will be done.
Yet might a mother’s prayer of love
Thy destiny control,
. Those boasted gifts that often prove.
The ruin of the soul,
Beauty and fortune, wit and fame,
. For thee it would not crave,
But tearful urge a fervent claim
To joys beyond the grave.
Oh, be thy wealth an upright heart,
~ Thy strength the sufferer’s stay,
Thine early choice, that better part
Which cannot fade away ;
Thy zeal for Christ a quenchless fire, —
Thy friends the men of peace,
Thy heritage an angel’s lyre, _
When earthly changes cease.
THE JACK DAW.
yy HERE is a bird, who, by his coat,
And by the hoarseness of his note,
Might be supposed a crow:
/, A great frequenter of the church,
{°) Where, bishop-like, he finds a perch
And dormitory too.
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Above the steeple shines a plate,
That turns and turns to indicate
From what point blows the weather :
Look up, your brains begin to swim ;
‘Tis in the clouds! that pleases him ;
He chooses it the rather.
You think, perhaps, he sits and muses
On future broken bones and bruises,
If he should chance to fall ;
But not a single thought like that
Employs his philosophic pate,
Or troubles it at all.
Thrice happy bird! I too have seen
Much of the vanities of men ;
And, sick of having seen ’em,
Would cheerfully these limbs resign
For such a pair of wings as thine,
And such a head between ’em.
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LUCY. GRAY...
rr I had heard of Lucy Gray :
And when I cross’d the wild,
I chanced to see at break of day
The solitary child.
No mate, no comrade, Lucy knew ;
_ She dwelt on a wide moor—
The sweetest thing that ever grew
- Beside a human door!
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You yet may spy the fawn at play,
_ The hare upon the green ;
But the sweet face of Lucy Gray
Will never more be seen.
“To-night will be a stormy night—
You to the town must go ;
And take a lantern, child, to light
Your mother through the snow.â€
“That, father, will I gladly do! -
Tis scarcely afternoon—
The minster-clock has just struck two,
And yonder is the moon.â€
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At this the father raised his hook,
And snapp’d a faggot band ;
He plied his work ; and Lucy took
The lantern in her hand.
Not blither is the mountain roe:
With many a wanton stroke
Her feet disperse the powdery snow,
That rises up like smoke.
The storm came on before its time:
She wander’d up and down,
And many a hill did Lucy climb,
But never reach’d the town.
The wretched parents all that night
Went shouting far and wide ;
But there was neither sound nor sight
To serve them for a guide.
At daybreak on a hill they stood
_, That overlook’d the moor ;
And thence they saw the bridge of wood,
A furlong from their door.
And, turning homeward, now they cried,
-- “Tn heaven we all shall meet !â€
When in the snow the mother spied
The print of Lucy’s feet.
Lucy GRAY.
Then downward from the steep hill’s edge
They track’d the footmarks small ;
And through the broken hawthorn hedge,
And by the long stone wall :
And then an open field they cross’d :
The marks were still. the same ;
They track’d them on, nor ever. lost ;
And to the bridge they came.
They follow’d from the snowy bank
The footmarks one by one,
Into the middle of the plank ;
And further there were none!
Yet some maintain that to this day
She is a living child ;
That you may see sweet Lucy Gray
Upon the lonesome wild.
O’er rough and smooth she trips along,
And never looks behind ;
And sings a solitary song...
That whistles in the wind.
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Gracious God, forbid it not:
In the kingdom of Thy grace
Give a little child a place.
Oh, supply my every want!
‘Feed the young and tender plant:
Day and night my keeper be ;
Every moment watch round me.
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Let not the foe of Christ and man
. This holy seed remove ;
But give it root in praying souls,
To bring forth fruits of love.
Let not the world’s deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy,
But may it in converted minds
Produce the fruits of joy.
Let not Thy word, so kindly sent
To raise us to Thy throne,
Return to Thee, and sadly tell
That we reject Thy Son :
Great God! come down, and on Thy
word
Thy mighty power bestow ;
That all who hear the joyful sound
Thy saving grace may know.
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THE FAITHFUL BIRD.
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My shrubs displaced from that retreat
= Enjoy’d the open air ; ;
ss Two goldfinches, whose sprightly song
- Had been their mutual solace long,
Lived happy prisoners there.
_They sang as blithe as finches sing,
That flutter loose on golden wing,
And frolic where they list;
Strangers to liberty, ’tis true,
. But that delight they never knew,
And therefore never miss’d.
But Nature works in every breast,
With force not easily suppress’d ;
And Dick felt some desires,
That, after many an effort vain,
Tnstructed him at length to gain
A pass between his wires.
The open windows seem’d to invite
The freeman to a farewell flight ;
But Tom was still confined ;
And Dick, although his way was clear,
Was much too generous and sincere .
To leave his friend behind :
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SUMMER NIGHT.
“There is a beautiful spirit breathing now
Its mellow richness on the clustered trees.â€â€”T,ONGFELLOW.
Summer Evenine.
So settling on his cage, by play,
And chirp, and kiss, he seem’d to say,
“You must not live alone ;â€â€”
Nor would he quit that chosen stand
Till I, with slow and cautious hand,
Return’d him to his own.
Oh, ye who never taste the joys
Of friendship, satisfied with noise,
Fandango, ball, and rout !
Blush, when [J tell you how a bird
A prison with a friend preferi’d
To liberty without.
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How lovely and joyful the course that he run,
Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun,
| And there follow’d some droppings of rain :
But now the fair traveller comes to the west,
His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best ;
He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest,
And foretells a bright rising again.
Just such is the Christian : his course he begins
Like the sun in a mist, while he mourns for his sins,
And melts into tears; then he breaks out and shines,
And travels his heavenly way : ‘
But when he comes nearer to finish his race,
Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, .
And gives a sure hope at the end of his da ys
Of rising in brighter array.
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“THis rays are all gold, and his beauties are best ;
He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest.â€
Hear vs, Gooo Lord! 73
HEAR US, GOOD LORD!
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As our humble notes we raise ;
When we meet to sing Thy praise.
Send Thy Spirit to direct us
Jn the straight and narrow way ;
We are sinners ! Lord, protect us,
Lest our wandering feet should stray.
Snares and dangers will beset us —
Ere we reach our journey’s end ; -
But, though all the world forget us,
~ Jesus still will be our Friend.
Earthly friendships may deceive us ;
- Short, at best, their day must be ;
Thou hast said Thou wilt not leave us,
If we put our trust in Thee.
Lord of Hosts! we bow before Thee !
Saviour ! take us for thine own!
After death may we adore Thee
With the saints around Thy throne. ,
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TIME AND ETERNITY.
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Be careful, be prayerful ;
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Earthly hopes are fading ;
Heavenly strength in aiding
Comes without upbraiding :
Be heedful, ’tis needful ;
.. Christ died for thee.
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Never then be scorning :
_ Heaven’s cloudless morning, _ .
Brighter worlds are dawning :
. Be grateful, be faithful ;
'.-.Christ lives for thee.-
PRAVER FOR -ORPHANS.
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op bless the little orphans,
Supply their every need,
And in the paths of duty
- Their feeble footsteps lead.
By Thy almighty power
These helpless ones defend
From every'sin and danger
That:o’er their lives impend.
By Thy eternal mercy
Their sorrows drive away,
And in this world of darkness
Do Thou their fears allay. *
And by Thy love undying,
In all men’s hearts incite
_ An interest for their welfare,
To make bereavement light.
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FATHER WILLIAM.
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_ouare old, Father William,†the young man cried,
3 “The few locks which are left you are grey;
Sr You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,
Now tell me the reason, I pray.â€
“Tn the days of my youth,†Father William replied,
“T remember’d that youth would fly fast,
And abused not my health and my vigour at first,
That I never might need them at last.â€
“You are old, Father William,†the young. man cried,
“And pleasures with youth pass away ;
And yet you lament not the ve be are gone,
No tell me the reason, I praye
“In the days of my youth,†Father William replied,
“T remember’d that youth could not last ;
I thought of the future, whatever I did,
| That I never might grieve for the past.â€
“You are old, Father William,†the young man cried,
“ And life must be hastening away ;
-You are cheerful, and love to re upon death,
Now tell me the reason, I pray.â€
“T am cheerful, at man,†Father William replied,
oe Let the cause thy attention engage ;
In the days of my youth I remember’d my God,
And He hath not forgotten my age.â€
Written In: MARCH.
WRITTEN IN MARCH.
‘y HE cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
> The lake doth glitter,
% The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest ;
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising ;
_* There are forty feeding like one!
Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The plough-boy is whooping anon; anon.
There’s joy in the mountains ;
There’ s life in the fountains ;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing ;
The rain is over and gone!
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There’s joy in the mountains ; Small clouds are sailing,
There’s life in the fountains ; Blue sky prevailing.
‘* The brown leaves leave
The boughs awhile all bare.†—sSee Page 81.
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In Spring so green,
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Wish as we may,
VJ That they should stay,
% To earth they'll flutter down.
Yet, never fear,
When Spring is here,
We'll look for them in vain ;
With April showers,
And primrose flowers,
The leaves will come again.
So shall we grieve
The brown leaves leave
The boughs awhile all bare ?
. They only go
Awhile to show
How God for us takes care ;
He takes them now,
That each brown bough
A time may bare remain,
That brightlier green
It may be seen
When new leaves come again.
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THE ee OF HORSES.
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With mutiny had hed the train,
And spread dissension through the plain.
On matters that concern’d the state,
The council met in grand debate ;
A colt, whose eyeballs flamed with ire,
Elate with strength and youthful fire,
In haste stept forth before the rest,
And thus the listening throng address’d :
“Goodness, how abject is our race,
Condemn’d to slavery and disgrace !
Shall we our servitude retain,
Because our sites have borne the chain ?
Consider, friends! your strength and might :
Tis conquest to assert your right.
How cumbrous is the gil led coach !.
The pride of man is our reproach.
Were we design’d for daily toil,
To drag the ploughshare through the soil,
To sweat in harness through the road,
To.groan beneath the carrier’s load ?
How feeble are the two-lege’d kind !
What force is in our nerves combin’d!
Shall then our nobler jaws submit
To foam and champ the galling bit?
Shall haughty man my back bestride ?
Shall the sharp spur provoke my side ?
Forbid it, heavens! reject the rein ;
Your shame, your infamy, disdain.
Let him the lion first control,
And still the tiger’s famish’d growl.
Let us, like them, our freedom claim,
And make him tremble at our name.â€
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- And stores up all our winter’s hay.
And, like his ancestors, was bitted
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A general nod approvd the cause,
And all the circle neigh’d applause.
When, lo! with grave and solemn pace,
A steed advanc’d before the race,
With age and long experience wise ;
Around he cast his thoughtful eyes,
And, to the murmurs of the train,
Thus spoke the Nestor of the plain:
“ When I had health and strength like you,
The toils of servitude I knew ;
Now grateful man rewards my pains,
And gives me all these wide domains.
At will I crop the year’s increase ;
My latter life is rest and peace.
[ grant, to man we lend our pains,
And aid him to correct the plains ;
But doth not he divide the care,
Through all the labours of the year?
How many thousand structures rise,
To fence us from inclement skies !
For us he bears the sultry day,
He sows, he reaps the harvest’s gain ;
We share the toil and share the grain.
Since every creature was decreed
To aid each other’s mutual need,
Appease your discontented mind,
And act the part by Heaven assign’d.â€
The tumult ceased, the colt submitted,
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FROM GREENLAND'S ICY MOUNTAINS.
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Can we, whose souls are lighted :
with wisdom from on high ;
Can we, to lands benighted, the
lamp of life deny ?
Salvation ! oh, salvation! the joyful
sound proclaim,
Till earth’s remotest nation has
learn’d Messiah’s name.
Waft, waft, ye winds, His story ;
and you, ye waters roll,
Till, like a sea of glory, it spreads
from pole to pole ; ,
Till o’er our ransom’d nature the
Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator, in bliss
returns to reign.
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-LEssEeD Jesus, Thee T pray,
7A Night by night, and day by day,
‘Teach me Thee to serve aright,
Day by day, and night by night.
Thou art kind, and Thou art true,
True and tender make me too ;
From the throne.no eye can see
Let Thy likeness fall on me.
Blessed Jesus, Thee I praise:
Hold me up in all my ways,
Mould my every wish and thoughi,
Till I would do all I ought. -
Lead me where I ought to go,
Make me good and keep-me so;
Let Thy angels round me be,
Till Thou makest one of me.
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THE RAINBOW.
2, &
*y heart leaps up when I behold
So
» A rainbow in the sky:
‘ 2 So was it when my life began ; |
[48 | So is it now J am a man; ~
** + So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The child is father of the man ;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
THE SLEEP OF YOUTH.
oul GNSS Leer well, my dear; sleep safe and free ;
The holy angels are with thee,
‘Who always see thy Father’s face,
And never slumber, nights nor days.
Thou liest in down, soft.every way ;
Thy Saviour lay in straw and hay ;
Thy cradle is far better drest
. Than the hard crib where He did rest.
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None dare disturb thy present ease ;
He had a thousand enemies; _ .
Thou liv’st in great security ;
But He was punish’d, and for thee!
God make thy mother’s health increase,
To see thee grow in strength and grace,
In wisdom and humility,
As infant Jesus did for thee!
God fill thee with His heavenly light,
To steer thy Christian course aright ;
Make thee a tree of blessed root,
That ever bends with godly fruit!
Sleep now, my dear, and take thy rest ;
And if with riper years thow’rt blest,
Increase in wisdom, day and night,
Till thou attain’st th’ eternal Light !
THE CUCKoo.
THE CUCKOO.,:
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AIL, beauteous stranger of the grove !
Thou messenger of Spring !
Now Heaven repairs thy rural seat,
And woods thy welcome sing.
What time the daisy decks the green,
Thy certain voice we hear ;
Hast thou a star to guide thy path,
Or mark the rolling year ?
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Delightful visitant, with thee
I hail the time of flowers,
And hear the sound of music sweet
From birds among the bowers.
The school-boy wandering through the wood —
To pull the primrose gay,
Starts the new voice of Spring to hear,
And imitates the lay:
What time the pea puts on the bloom
Thou fliest thy vocal vale,
An annual guest in other lands,
Z\ Another Spring to hail.
Thou hast no sorrow in thy song,
No Winter in thy year!
Oh, could I fly, I’d fly with thee!
We'd make, with joyful wing,
Our annual visit o’er the globe, -
Companions of the Spring.
Love ror Mauma.
BUM nAREST Ma ! mind,
Kitty loves you
More than, you'll find,
Others can do!
No one so dear,
Loving and kind,
None like you here
Kitty can find.
- When I was ill,
How you nursed me!
Patient and still
As you could be!
Pillow’d my head,
Never away
From Etty’s bed
All night and day.
Etty won't cry,
Vex you or tease ;
Etty will try
Dear Ma to please.
She'll to God pray,
; Still to be taught
Ma to obey,
Just as she ought.
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PEACEFUL, SLUMB’RING.
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Is the wind tempestuous blowing ?
Still no danger they descry ;
The guileless heart, its boon bestowing,
Soothes them with its lullaby.
Lullaby !
Soothes them with its lullaby.
He who, when the billows rolling,
Sets his trust in God on high,
Amid the tempest’s fiercest howling
Still enjoys a lullaby.
Lullaby !
Still enjoys a lullaby.
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HERE is a heaven, the Scriptures tell,
A brighter, better world than this ;
Where holy, happy spirits dwell :
A land of everlasting bliss.
* There no more sorrow, no more pains,
Nor sin nor Satan can annoy :
For the kind Shepherd, Jesus, reigns
In those eternal realms of joy,
Lord! listen to our feeble prayer,
And watch us in our youthful days:
Preserve us from each hurtful snare,
And keep our feet in Wisdom’s ways.
Oh! teach us in maturer years
To fix our wandering thoughts above ;
And help us through this vale of tears, .
To that blest land of joy and love.
When we shall leave this world of pain,
Oh! land us on that peaceful shore :
Where we may join the blissful strain,
And praise Thy name for evermore.
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THY HOUSE, O LORD.
VP? o with us to Thy house, O Lord,
yS And help us to remember there
-( That Thou hast told us in Thy Word,
Thy house is call’d the house of prayer.
Help us in all Thy service, Lord ;
Teach us to sing our hymns to Thee ;
Prepare our hearts to hear Thy Word; —
Keep us from all frivolity...
Bless Thou our pastor, bless our friends,
Bless all who hear this day of Thee,
And may each word Thy Spirit sends
Bless now and through eternity.
MORNING SONG.
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His proper hour to rise,
* And, to give light to all below,
Doth send him round the skies ;
When, from the chambers of the east,
His morning race begins, 7
He never tires, nor stops to rest,
But round the earth he shines.
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So, like the sun, would I fulfil
The business of the day ;
Begin my work betimes, and still
March on my heavenly way.
_ Give me, O Lord, thy early grace,
Nor let my soul complain
That the young morning of my days
Has all been spent in vain.
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.HOoUGH |’m now in younger days,
Nor can tell what shall befall me,
I'll prepare for every place
Where my growing age shall call me.
Should I e’er be rich or~
great,
Others: shall partake
my goodness ;
Ill supply the poor with
meat,
Never showing scorn
or rudeness.
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kindly treat them ;
I deserve to feel the
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If I mock, or hurt, or
cheat them.
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If I meet with railing tongues,
Why should I return them railing,
Since I best revenge my wrongs
By my patience never failing ?
When I hear them telling lies,
_ Talking foolishly, or swearing,
~.. First PI try to make them wise,
~- Or I'll soon go out of. hearing.
What though I be low and mean,
Ill engage the rich to love me ;
While I’m modest, neat, and clean,
_ And submit when they reprove me.
If I should be poor and sick,
I shall meet, I hope, with pity ;
Since I love to help the weak,
Though they’re neither fair nor witty. .
Tl not willingly offend,
Nor be easily offended ;
' What’s amiss I'll strive to mend, °
And endure what can’t be mended.
May I be so watchful still,
O’er my humours and my passion,
__.As to speak and do no ill,
. Though it should be all the fashion.
- Wicked fashions lead to hell,
Ne’er may Ibe found complying ;
But in life behave so well,
Not to be afraid-of dying.
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GOD'S LOVE FOR THE LITTLE ONES.
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iL HE Saviour loves all children,
~ For He was once a child,
. ?. A joyous, happy infant,
La Co - And gentle, meek, and mild ;
FIERY “He loves the young in heaven,
He loves the young on earth,
For every child that liveth
Reminds Him of His birth.
Oh, happy were those children—
We wish we had been there—
Who gain’d the Saviour’s blessing,
And heard His loving prayer.
We wish His hands had rested
Upon our heads as well,
And we had heard the lessons
Which from the Master fell.
And yet we know that Jesus
Is with us every day ;
He stands within our chamber, »
‘When we kneel down to pray.
He speaks when we are reading,
Although no voice is heard ;
And whispers many blessings
To children in His Word.
And if we seek Him early,
He'll lead us by the hand,
Until some day in glory
We at His side shall stand ;
And then, with those same children,
Our harps of gold we'll bring,
And sit down at His footstool,
And endless praises sing.
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HOME, SWEET HOME,
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Oh, give me my lowly thatch’d cottage again,—
The birds singing gaily, that came at my call ;
Oh, give me that peace of mind, dearer than all.
Home, home! sweet, sweet home !
There’s no place like home,—There’s no place like home !
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MORNING.
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op of the morning, at whose voice
: The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
< And like a giant doth rejoice’
©) To run his journey through the skies;
:/ From the fair chambers of the east
The circuit of his race begins ;
And, without weariness or rest,
Round the whole earth he flies and shines:
Oh, like the sun, may I fulfil
_ The appointed duties of the day ; .
With ready mind and active will
_ March on, and keep my heavenly way!
But I shall rove and lose the race,
If God, my sun, should disappear,
And leave me in this world’s wide maze,
To follow every wandering star.
Lord! Thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes ;
Thy threatenings just, Thy promise sure; |
Thy Gospel makes the simple wise.
Give me Thy counsel for my guide,
And then receive me to Thy bliss :
All my. desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold, compared with this!
THE SWAKE AND 7HE KITTENS.
aoe SNAKE AND THE KITTENS.
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ae 1 Lose by the threshold of a door nail’d fast
Three kittens sat.; each kitten look’d aghast.
I, passing swift aad inattentive by,
At the three kittens cast a careless eye ;
Not much concern’d to kiiow what they did there,
“Not deeming kittens worth a poet’s care.
But presently a loud and furious hiss
Caused me to stop, and to exclaim, “ What's this?â€
When, lo! upon the threshold met my view,
With head erect, and eyes of fiery hue,
A viper, long as Count de Grasse’s queue.
Forth from his head his forked tongue he throws,
Darting it full against a kitten’s nose;
Who, having never seen in field or house,
The like, sat still and silent as a mouse ;
Only projecting, with attention due,
Her whisker’d face, she ask’d him, “ Who are you?â€
On to the hall went I, with pace not slow,
But swift as lightning, for a long Dutch hoe:
With which, well arm’d, I hasten’d to the spot,
To find the viper,—but I found him not.
And, turning up the leaves and shrubs around,
_ Found only—that he was not to be found.
But still the kittens, sitting as before,
- Sat watching close the bottom of the door.
“T hope,†said I, “the villain I would kill
Has slipp’d between the door and the door-sill;
And if I make dispatch, and follow hard,
No doubt but I shall find him in the yard.â€
For long ere now it should have been rehearsed,
’T was in the garden that I found him first.
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Even there I found him—there the full-grown cat,
His head, with velvet paw, did gently pat;
As curious as the kittens erst had been
To learn what this phenomenon might mean.
Fill’d with heroic ardour at the sight,
And fearing every moment he would bite,
And rob our household of our only cat
That was of age to combat with a rat,
With outstretch’d hoe I slew him at the door, |
And taught him “NEVER TO COME THERE NO MORE.â€
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* .When you sing so,
_EKtty is glad ;
Then your songs show |
You can’t be sad; —
Sing so to me,
Dear yellow thing ;
' We'll merry be ;
Sing, birdie, sing!
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~~ o-morRow, Lord, is Thine,
: Lodged in Thy sovereign hand,
4 And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command.
The present moment flies,
And bears our life away :
Oh, make Thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day!
Since on this wingéd hour
Eternity is hung, |
Waken by Thy Almighty power
The aged and the young:!
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One thing demands our care:
Oh, be it still pursued !
Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renew’d !
To Jesus may we fly,
Swift as the morning light ;
Lest life’s young golden beams should die
In sudden, endless night!
WE GIVE THEE THANKS, O LORD.
Yor all the mercies of the day,
bere, We give Thee thanks, O Lord ;
Yes For grace to hear and strength to pray,
For Heit to read Thy Word.
Nad For friends, for home, for books, for rest,
O Lord, our thanks are given;
For all that makes this earth so blest,
For all that points to heaven.
Grant that the lessons we have heard,
May be our constant care ;
Help us to think upon Thy Word,
And turn our thoughts to prayer.
Be with us, Lord, through all the week,
Uphold us in Thy ways ;
Help us in all things Thee to seek,
Let all our life be praise.
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THY WILL BE DONE!
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A trusting, loving child to Thee !
Ascomes to me or cloud or sun,
Father, Thy will, not mine, be
‘done !
Oh, ne’er will I at life repine!
Enough that Thou hast made it
mine ;
When falls the shadow cold of
death,
I yet will sing with parting breath,
As comes to me or shade or sun,
Father, Thy will, not mine, be~
done !
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THE SNAIL.
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Da ° Of storm, or other harm besides
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Give but his horns the slightest touch,
His self-collecting power is such,
He shrinks into his house with much -
. Displeasure.
Where’er he dwells, he dwells alone,
_ Except himself has chattels none,
~ Well satisfied to be his own ~
Whole treasure.
Thus hermit-like his life he leads,
Nor partner of his banquet needs,
And, if he meets one, only feeds .
The faster.
Who seeks him must be worse than blind,
(He and his house are so combined,)
If, finding it, he fails to find
_ Its master.
LILIAN.
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KNow a. little maiden fair ;
, Gentle she is, and good ;
., And, as a blithe bird of the air,
Singing in summer wood, .
She has tired herself with merry play
._ Under the orchard tree,
‘And now she sits at close of day
Beside her mother’s knee,
List’ning to wondrous fairy tales,
Gazing on pictures bright,
Until the wearied eyelids fail
Beneath the lamp’s soft light.
Now lower sinks the child’s fair head,
With its mass of shining hair ;
And the mother says, “’Tis time for bed,
For evening kiss, and prayer.â€
Then swiftly runs the little maid
To, climb-her father’s knee ;
~ Her rosy cheek-against his laid
In blest security.
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The childish arms enclose him fast,
Warm is their touch and light ;
And the mother’s kiss comes last
of all,
- And then the last Good night!
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They ask with swelling hearts; |
And now the child, with joyous
yun,
To bed at length departs.
She says her simple words of prayer,
- Softly, with bended head, Wy
That’ God would take her in His
care, :
And angels watch her bed.
Blest child ! how soon thine eyelids
“close ;
And, pillow’d on thine arm,
How bright thy cheek with slumber
glows —
Slumber, how deep and calm !
Oh, had we eyes of clearer sight, '
Methinks we then might see
Fair angels, with their wings of light,
Softly o’ershadowing thee.
“ We are SEVEN.†118
“WE ARE SEVEN.â€
: simpLe child, dear Brother
== That lightly draws its breath,
| And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death ?
She was eight years old, she said ;
Her hair was thick with many a
curl
That cluster’d round her head.
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She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad ;
Her eyes were fair, and very fair ;.
Her beauty made me glad. |
“Sisters and brothers, little maid,
How many may you be?â€
“How many? Seven in all,†she said,
And wondering looked at me.
“ And where are they? I pray you tell ;â€
She answered, “Seven are we ;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.
“Two of us in the churchyard lie,
My sister and my brother ;
And, in the churchyard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother.†©
“You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea ;
Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell,
| Sweet maid, how this may be ?â€
Then did the little maid reply,
“Seven boys and girls are we ;
Two of us in the churchyard lie,
Beneath the churchyard tree.â€
“You run about, my little maid,
Your limbs they are alive ;
If two are in the churchyard laid,
Then ye are only five.â€
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“ Their graves are green, they may be seen,
The little maid replied,
“We are SEVEN.â€
“Twelve steps or more from my mother’s door, —
And they are side by side.
“My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem ;
And there upon the ground I sit—
I sit and sing to, them.
“ And often after sunset, sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer, ©
And eat my supper there.
“The first that died was little Jane ;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain,
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Mine, to show a Saviour’s love;
Mine art Thou, to guide my feet ;
Mine, to judge, condemn, acquit.
Mine, to comfort in distress,
If the Holy Spirit bless ;
Mine, to show byeliving faith,
How to triumph over death !
Mine, to tell of joys to come;
Mine, to show the sinner’s doom ;
Holy Bible, book divine,
Precious treasure, thou art mine!
THe CuHitvo’s. Book oF SONG AND PRAISE.
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>HE night was wild, and stormy winds
7; 4 ‘To fury lash’d the sea ;
7 And up and down a little boat
Was tossing restlessly.
a Amid the storm a sight was seen
So strange ; what could it be?
The boatmen saw approaching them
One walking on the séa.
No wonder they were all afraid
And raised a frighten’d cry,
Till Jesus kindly calm’d their fears,
And told them, “It is I.â€
Oh, have we ever heard that voice ?
For Jesus, though on high,
Still stoops to cheer and comfort us,
And whisper, “It is I.â€
When stormy seas of trouble rise,
And fearful wreck seems nigh,
There comes a gentle voice to cheer,
And whisper, “It is I.â€
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When strong temptations hedge us round,
From which we wish to fly,
And Jesus opens up a way,
He then says, “It is I.â€
When daily proofs of love are sent,
- In every fresh supply
We ought to hear the Giver’s voice,
Which tells us, “It is I.â€
Oh! may we through life s busy scenes,
And when we come to die,
For ever hear the Saviour say,
“Fear not, child ; it is I.â€
ROBIN REDBREAST.
Come, Robin, come ;
, Lou need have no fear ;
| Come, take that crumb:
7 Only Etty’s here.
All in the snow,
In the cold you live ;
That’s why, you know,
Crumbs to you I give.
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THE ALMIGHTY POWER OF GOD.
sine the almighty power of God,
That made the mountains _rise :
And built the lofty skies.
~,l-sing the wisdom that ordain’d
* The sun to rule the day ;
The moon shines full at His command,
And all the stars obey.
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I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That fill’d the earth with food ;
‘He form’d the creatures with His word,
And then pronounced them good.
Lord, how Thy wonders are display’d
Where’er I turn mine eye! ©
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky,
There’s not a plant or flower below,
But makes Thy glories known ;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from Thy throne.
Creatures (as numerous as they be)
Are subject.to Thy care :
There’s not a place where we can flee
But God is present there.
Tn heaven He shines with beams of love,
With wrath in hell beneath ;
Tis on His earth I stand or move,
And ’tis His air I breathe.
His hand is my perpetual guard,
He keeps me with His eye:
Why should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh?.
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GOD’S CARE FOR US.
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In every shining star
Which glistens from afar,
“God cares for us, much more for thee.’ :
And every tiny bird
Whose cheerful voice is heard
To sing some merry song,
Says, as it skims along,
“God loves to hear the birds rejoice,
He cares much more to hear thy voice.â€
In every passing breeze
Which bows the forest trees,
' In every drop of rain
Which slakes the thirsty plain,
There is a voice which says to me,
“We work for God: God works for thee.â€
All Nature has a voice,
All Nature can rejoice ;
And every lesson heard
Is God’s unwritten word,
Which speaks around, below, above,
And ever tells us, “God is love.â€
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Of the labourer poor,
And, bright as any angel,
I'd enter at the door:
I’d smile upon his table,
_ And bless his lowly fare,
‘T’d dance around his hearthstone,
And shed a glory there.
But I’m not a sunbeam,
And may never shine,
Yet I'll try and brighten
This little world of mine :
A kindly word may solace,
_ A little gift may cheer,
And gladly, like a sunbeam,
Will dry up sorrow’s tear.
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THE SWALLOW.
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How to us ‘dia he find the way ?
Who was his guide? and what could
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“ Far, very far, the swallow has been,
Where was no field, nor house, nor tree ;
Nothing to lead him here was seen,
Nothing he saw but clouds and sea ;
Clever the swallow must be to know,
Without a guide, which way he should go.
“Ah! dear child, not the smallest thing
But has a kind God for it to care
‘Twas He brought the swallow to find the
Spring,
Across the sea, through the pathloss air ;
And the same good God, if to Him she pray,
To heaven will show to dear Etty the way.â€
A Sone ror BABY.
A SONG FOR BABY.. —
wert baby, sleep! what ails my dear,
What ails my darling thus to cry?
Be still, my child,-and lend thine ear,
Sa 3 __ To hear me sing thy lullaby.
My pretty lamb, forbear to weep ;
Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.
Sweet baby, sleep, and nothing fear ;
For whosoever thee offends _
By thy protector threaten’d are,
And God and angels are thy friends.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
When God with us was dwelling here,
In little babes He took delight ;
Such innocents as thou, my dear,
Are ever precious in His sight.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
A little infant once was He;
‘And strength in weakness then was laid
Upon. His:virgin mother’s knee,
_ That power to thee might be convey’d.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep...
' In this thy frailty and thy need
He friends and helpers doth prepare,
Which thee shall cherish, clothe, and feed,
For of thy weal they tender are.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
The King of kings, when He was born,
Had not so much for outward ease; _
~ By Him such dressings were not worn,
Nor such-like swaddling-clothes as these.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
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Where oxen lay, and asses fed :
‘Warm rooms we do to thee afford,
An easy cradle or a bed.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
‘ Be still, my babe ; sweet baby, sleep.
The wants that He did then sustain
Have purchased wealth, my babe, for thec ;
And by His torments and His pain
Thy rest and ease securéd be.
My baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
Thou hast, yet more, to perfect this,
_ A promise and an earnest got
Of gaining everlasting bliss, = Me
Though thou, my babe, perceiv’st it not ;
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep ;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep. :
A CuiLv’s PRAYER.
See my little hands extended,
é Pleading to Thee now.
‘A=. See me on my bended knee,
Pouring out my soul to Thee.
Jesus, Jesus, oh! how weakly
Come the words upon my tongue ;
Yet receive my offering meekly,
I am very young.
Help me, guide me, as I go,
‘That I better, wiser grow.
THe Cxrzv’s Book of Song AnD PRAISE.
Shed Thy light within my bosom,
Fill my heart with love and prayer ;
I am but a tender blossom,
Needing all Thy care.
Keep, oh! keep me in Thy sight ;
Watch and tend me day and night.
OUR FATHER.
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Above.
ne Father! How that name gives rise
To praise!
The soul unending anthems sighs
To raise.
Our Father ! we Thy children wait
For home ;
And bliss, earth could not earipe teats:
To come.
THe SwWALLows.
THE SWALLOWS,
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BX oox at the Swallows, my pretty dears ;
They have no sorrows, or cares, or feat
Toiling in pleasure, they build their nest -
Snug in some corner they love the best.
et f Toiling j in pleasure, they rear their young,
Warmly shelter’d the leaves among
Spending each moment in useful employ,
Nothing is trouble, but all is joy.
Thus they are teaching to one and all
‘A mighty lesson, though they be small.
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The danger I was in ;
By nature, and by practice, too,
A wretched slave to sin. _
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How Christ, the Son of God,
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Our ransom.cost. His blood.
And now He reigns above,
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BABY FREDDIE. .
Pa Freddie is plump and fair,
Fair and rosy, and strong of limb ;
Mother shall bear him out in the air
Coo, and prattle, and sing to him :—
Love me, Baby, and kiss me, sweet,
One for Father, and one for me;
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~ Wave good-bye to Jenny and Jack ;
Freddie wants Father ; his arms shall reach
Over the seas, and guide him back!
Love me, Baby, and kiss me, sweet, _
One for Father, and one for me ;
. Father’s away, but we shall be gay
When Father comes home from
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Fold them in Thy gracious arm ;
There, we know, Thy word believing,
Only there, secure from harm !
Never, from Thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion’s prey ;
Let Thy tenderness so loving
Keep them all life’s dangerous way:
Then, within Thy fold eternal,
Let them find a resting-place,
' Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of Thy grace!
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YOUTHFUL ZEAL.
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Say the time of our youth
What a glory of truth
May encircle our brow as we muse!
Never darksome the day ;
For, go whither we may,
‘We can brighten the light as we choose.
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So intense and devout, -
We are never without
Something great to be hoped for or done ;
And are ready to bleed,
If we may but succeed,
And the battle for justice be won.
But this zeal may decay,
And our light fade away,
And the heart may grow misty and cold ;
And the man at full age
Be too wise to engage
In a battle excepting for gold.
What! is all thou hast done
Flash thy sword in the sun,
And declare what thou one day wouldst do? 2
Hadst thou rather now see
All the world serving thee,
Than by suffering serve God with the few?
Love’s tower, it look’d high,
Seen by fancy’s bright eye,
What a glorious structure to build!
. But the cost, it proved vast,
And the labour must last
All thy life: so thine ardour was chilled.
Saviour! who for the truth,
At the close of thy youth ~-
-Camest forth, and didst wondrously fight ;
Thou canst give what was thine,
Love and ardour divine:
Oh, renew us our youth with its light !
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MY SHEPHERD.
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Jehovah is His name ;
In pastures fresh He makes me feed
Beside the living stream.
He brings my wand ring spirit back
When I forsake His ways,
And leads me, for His mercy’s sake,
In paths of truth and grace.
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A HYMN OF PRAISE
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Yet ’mid the harping of the skies
Our lisping lays may dare to rise,
And trembling seek the Saviour’s ear.
When the sweet music of the blest
Is echoed from an infant’s breast,
The Lord of heav’n delights to hear.
Bring then, our grateful numbers bring,
Sweeter and yet more sweetly sing: .
“Oh, holy, holy, holy Lord,
Heaven and earth are full of Thee,
Full of Thy glorious majesty ;
Be Thou eternally adored.â€
Lord, let Thy mighty Spirit stir °
The soul of ev’ry worshipper ;
In ev'ry breast enshrine Thy love:
In all our actions let it glow,
Bright’ning at every step below,
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THE POET, THE OYSTER, snp THE SENSITIVE PLANT.
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N oyster, cast-upon the shore,
Was heard, though never heard before,
Complaining in a speech well worded,
And worthy. thus to be recorded—
“Ah, hapless wretch ! condemn’d to dwell
For ever in my native shell ;
Ordain’d to move when others: please,
Not for my own content or ease ;
But toss’d and buffeted about,
Now in the water, and now out. —
’Twere better to be born a stone,
Of ruder shape, and feeling none,
Than with a tenderness like mine,
And sensibilities so fine!
I envy that unfeeling shrub,
Fast rooted against every rub.â€
The plant he meant grew not far off,
And felt the sneer with scorn enough ;
Was hurt, disgusted, mortified,
And with asperity replied—
“You shapeless nothing in a dish,
You that are but almost a fish,
_.4J scorn your coarse insinuation,
‘And have most plentiful occasion
To wish myself the rock I view,
Or such another dolt as you ;
. For many a grave and learned clerk,
And many a gay unletter’d spark,
With curious touch examines me,
If I can feel as well as he;
Tue Poker, THE OvsTerR, AND THE SENsrrIveE PLANT,
And when I bend, retire, and shrink,
Says— Well, ’tis more than one would think!’
Thus life is spent (oh, fie upon’t !)
In being touch’d, and crying—Don’t!â€
_ A poet,'in his evening walk,
O’erheard and check’d this idle talk.
“ And your fine sense,†he said, “and yours,
Whatever evil it endures,
Deserves not, if so soon offended,
Much to be pitied or commended.
Disputes, though short, are far too long,
Where both alike are in the wrong ;
Your feelings in their full amount,
Are all upon your own account.
You, in your grotto work enclosed,
Complain of being thus exposed ;.
Yet nothing feel in that rough coat,
Save when the knife is at your throat,
Wherever driven by wind or tide,
Exempt from every ill beside.
“And as for you, my Lady Squeamish,
Who reckon every touch a blemish,
If ali the plants that can be found
Embellishing the scene around,
Should droop and wither where they grow,
You would not feel at all—not you.
The noblest minds their virtue prove
By pity, sympathy, and love:
These, these are feelings truly fine,
And prove their owner half divine.â€
His einiaré reach’d them as he dealt it,
And each, by shrinking, show’d he felt it.
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OUR SONNY.
r OTHER, guide his little steps
ons Safely, while you can ;
Guide them up the hill of life,
Till he grow a man.
Baby, when you grow a man,
Strong, and wise, and brave,
Guide your Mother down the hill
Gently, to the grave.
THE WIND.
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@uaT way does the wind come? What way
does he go?
He rides over the water, and over the snow,
Through wood and through vale; and o’er
NS rocky height
Which the goat cannot climb, takes his sounding flight.
He tosses about in every bare tree,
As, if you look up, you plainly may see ;
But how he will come, and whither he goes,
There’s never a scholar in England knows.
‘He will suddenly stop in a cunning nook,
And ring a sharp ‘larum ;—but if you should look,
There’s nothing to see but a cushion of snow,
Round as a pillow, and whiter than milk,
And softer than if it were cover’d with silk.
Sometimes he’ll hide in the cave of a rock,
Then whistle as shrill as the buzzard cock ;
Yet seek him—and what shall you find in the place?
Nothing but silence and empty space ;
Save, in a corner, a heap of dry leaves,
That he’s left for a bed for beggars or thieves !
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As soon as ’tis daylight, to-morrow, with me,
You shall go to the orchard, and then you will see
That he has been there, and made a great rout,
And crack’d the branches, and strewn them about ;
Heaven grant that he spare but that one upright twig
That look’d up at the sky so proud and big .
All last summer, as well you know,
Studded with apples, a beautiful show!
Hark ! over the roof he makes a pause,
And growls as if he would fix his claws.
Right in the slates, and with a huge rattle
Drive them down like men in a battle.
But let him range round, he does us no harm ;
We build up the fire, we’re snug and warm ;
Untouch’d by his breath, see, the candle shines bright,
And burns with a clear and steady light ;
Books have we to read,—hush! that half-stifled knell,
Methinks ’tis the sound of the eight o’clock bell.
Come, now we'll to bed! and when we are there,
He may work his own will, and what shall we care?
He may knock at the door,—we’ll not let him in,
May drive at the windows,—we’ll laugh at his din ;
Let him seek his own home, wherever it be ;
Here’s a cosy warm house for Edward and me.
THe Great EXAmrie.
THE GREAT EXAMPLE.
Like us, unhonour’d and unknown,
He came to dwell on earth.
Like Him, may we be found below
. ~In wisdom’s paths of peace ;
Like Him, in grace and knowledge grow,
As years and strength increase.
Jesus pass’d by the rich and great,
For men of low degree ;
He sanctified our parents’ state,
For poor, like them, was He.
Sweet were His words, and kind His look,
When mothers round Him press’d ;
Their infants in His arms He took,
And on His bosom bless’d.
Safe from the world’s alluring harms,
Beneath His watchful eye, .
Thus in the circle of His arms
May we for ever lie!
When Jesus into Salem rode,
The children sang around ;
For joy they pluck’d the palms, and strow’d
Their garments on the ground.
Hosanna our glad voices raise,
Hosanna to our King!
Should we forget our Saviour’s praise,
The stones themselves would sing!
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SONG OF SPRING.
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&’vE watch’d you now a short half-hour,
Self-poised upon that yellow flower ;
And, little Butterfly ! indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless !—not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees, ’
And calls you forth again !
This plot of orchard-ground is ours :
My trees they are, my sister’s flowers ;
Here rest your wings when they are weary:
Here lodge as in a sanctuary !
Come often to us, fear no wrong ;
Sit near us on the bough !
We'll talk of sunshine and of song ;
And summer days, when we were young ;
Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.
Mary's Per. 151
MARY’S PET.
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KJjoustn Jac, the sailor lad,
Gave to sister Mary,
Just before he went away,
Such a sweet Canary.
_ You should see the tiny thing
& Trim its wings so neatly ;
You should hear it sing its song,
Prettily and sweetly.
And so tame it is, that she
In her hand can hold it ;
Yesterday I’m sure it did
Everything she told it:
Peck’d the crumbs from out her mouth,
Hopp’d upon her shoulder,
Back upon her hand again ;
_ Never bird was bolder.
And, whenever Mary speaks,
How its eyes will glisten !
And it cocks its head aside
Saucily, to listen :
And she tells it funny tales,
Calls it pretty fairy ;
Wonder if it understands
All that’s said by Mary.
Tue Curios Book oF SONG AND PRAISE.
And she tells it funny tales,
Calls it pretty fairy ;
Wonder if it understands
All that’s said by Mary.
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EVENING.
EVENING.
—>—
<4? HEPHERDS all, and maidens fair,
~ Fold your flocks up, for the air
© ’Gins to thicken, and the sun
- Already his great course has run.
See the dew-drops how they kiss
“Every little flower that is,
Hanging on their velvet heads,
See the heavy clouds low falling,
_ And bright Hesperus down calling
~ The dead night from underground.
154 Tue CxHito’s Book oF Sang AND. PRAISE.
THE MOTHER'S RETURN.
—_+——_-
MONTH, sweet little ones, is past
Since your dear mother went away,—
‘\ And she to-morrow will return ;
To-morrow is the happy day.
Oh, blessed tidings! thought of joy!
The eldest heard with steady glee ;
Silent he stood ; then laugh’d amain,
And shouted, “ Mother, come to me!â€
Louder and louder did he shout
‘With witless hope to bring her near ;
“Nay, patience! patience, little boy!
Your tender mother cannot hear.â€
I told of hills, and far-off towns,
And long, long vales to travel through ;—
He listens, puzzled, sore perplex’d,
But he submits ; what can he do?
No strife disturbs his sister’s breast ;
She wars not with the mystery
Of time and distance, night and day,
The bonds of our humanity.
Her joy is like an instinct, joy
Of kitten, bird, or summer fly ;
_ She dances, runs without an aim,
She chatters in her ecstacy.
Her brother now takes up the note,
And echoes back his sister’s glee ;
Tae Moruver’s RETvrn.
They hug the infant in my arms,
As if to force his sympathy.
Then settling into fond discourse,
We rested in the garden bower ;
While sweetly shone the evening sun,
In his departing hour
We told o’er all that. we had done —
Our rambles by the swift brook’s side,
Far as the willow-skirted pool,
Where two fair swans together glide.
We talk’d of change, of winter gone,
Of green leaves on the hawthorn spray,
' Of birds that build their nests and sing, ©
And “all since mother went away !â€
To her these tales they will repeat,
To her our new-born tribes will show,
The goslings green, the ass’s colt,
The lambs that in the meadow go.
But, see, the evening star comes forth !
To bed the children must depart ;
A moment’s heaviness they feel,
A sadness at the heart :
"Tis gone—and in a merry fit
They run up-stairs in gamesome race ;
I too, infected by their mood,
I could have join’d the wanton chase.
Five minutes past—and oh, the change!
Asleep upon their beds they lie ;
Their busy limbs in perfect rest,
And closed the sparkling eye.
“WHEN THE ROSY MORN APPEARING.â€
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God, His children ever viewing,
Kindly bounteous cares for all.
THe CwHitp’s Boor or SonG AND PRAISE.
—_~——_—.
AVE, come and go ;
You want to play ;
Run to me so,
Ill run away.
Dance to me so,
I'll dance to you ;
Ah, wave, I know
You'd catch me, too.
Ah, you like fun,
That I can see ;
That makes you run,
Wave, to catch me.
Etty likes, too,
With you to play ;
But she with you
Can’t go away.
Bress uy Boy.
BLESS MY BOY.
| EAcE be around thee, wherever thou rov’st ;
i] May life be for thee one summer’s day,
And all that thou wishest, and all that thou
‘ lov’st,
1} Come smiling around thy sunny way!
If sorrow e’er this calm should break,
May even thy tears pass off so lightly,
Like spring-showers, they'll only make
The smiles that follow shine more brightly.
May Time, who sheds his blight o’er all,
And daily dooms some joy to death,
O’er thee let years so gently fall,
They shall not crush one flower beneath.
As half in shade and half in sun
This world along its path advances,
May that side the sun’s upon
Be all that e’er shall meet thy glances !
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FH, that I, like Timothy,
Might the Holy Scriptures know
From mine early infancy,
Till for God mature I grow ;
Made unto salvation wise,
Ready for the glorious prize.
Jesus, All-redeeming Lord,
Full of truth and full of grace,
Make me understand Thy Word ;
Teach me, in my youthful days,
Wonders in Thy Word to see,
Wise through faith which is in Thee.
Open now mine eyes of faith,
Open now the book of God ;
Show me here the secret path
* Leading to Thy blest abode ;
Wisdom from above impart,
‘Speak the meaning to my heart.
Gop PROVIDETH.
—_+4~—__
10, the lilies of the field,
How their leaves instruction
yield !
Hark to Nature’s lesson, given
By the blessed birds.of heaven ;
Every bush and tufted tree
Warbles sweet philosophy :
“ Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow;
God provideth for the morrow!
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“Say, with richer crimson glows
The kingly mantle than the rose ?
Say, have kings more wholesome fare
Than we poor citizens of air?
Barns nor hoarded grain have we,
Yet we carol merrily.
Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow;
God provideth for the morrow!
“One there lives, whose guardian eye
Guides our humble destiny :
One there lives, who, Lord of all,
Keeps our feathers, lest they fall.
Pass we blithely then the time,
Fearless of the snare and lime,
Free from doubt and faithless sorrow ;
God provideth for the morrow !â€
164 THe CHuitp's Boor oF SonG AND PRAISE.
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EVENING.
A CHILD’S THOUGHTS.
—+>—_
uu the little flowers I see,
Their tiny eyes are closing ;
The birds are roosting on the tree ;
The lambkins are reposing.
The sun, where that dull streak of red
‘Is faintly glimmering still,
They say, has gone to seek his bed
Behind the purple hill. |
A. Caito’s Txoucxzrs.
And well I know whose lips will smile,
And pray for me, and bless me ;
‘And who will talk to me, the while
Her gentle hands undress me.
She'll tell me, there is One above,
Upon a glorious throne,
Who loves me with a tender love,
More tender than her own.
He made the sun, and stars, and skies,
' The pretty shrubs and flowers,
_And all the birds and butterflies
That flutter through the bowers.
He keeps them underneath His wings,
And there they safely rest ;
- Yet, though they’re bright and lovely things,
He loves us far the best.
For, when the birds and flowers are dead,
Their little life is past ;
But, though we die, yet He has paid
Our life shall always last.
He'll make my heart grow like His own,
ooo Add loving, good, and mild ;
For He will send His Spirit down,
- And take me for His child.
Then, happily I'll lie and sleep,
Within my little nest;
For well I know that He will keep
His children while they rest.
Twe Cuitps Boor of SonG AND PRAISE.
SUN DAY:
—»—
H, blessed day, which rest to labour brings!
A Sabbath’s calm upon the village lies,
As if an angel came on noiseless wings,
And o’er it breathed the quiet of the skies.
LIFE IN THE COUNTRY. 169
LIFE
Oo IN THE COUNTRY.
—__4———_
country life is sweet!
In moderate cold and heat,
To walk in the air, how
pleasant and fair,
In every field of wheat ;
The fairest of flowers adorning the
bowers, |
And every meadow’s brow ;
So that I say, no courtier may
Compare with them who clothe in
grey, /
And follow the useful plough.
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170 THe Cuitps Boor or SonNG AND PRAISE.
They rise with the morning:
lark, ;
And labour till almost dark ;
Then folding their sheep,
they hasten to sleep ;
While every pleasant park
Next morning is ringing with
birds that are singing,
On each green, tender bou gh,
With what content and merri-
ment
Their days are spent, whose
minds are bent
To follow the useful plough ! |
THE PARROT.
THE PARROT.
_ —+>—
PARROT, from the Spanish main,
Full young and early caged came o'er,
With bright wings, to the bleak domain
Of Mulla’s shore.
To spicy groves where he had won
His plumage of resplendent hue,
His native fruits, and skies, and sun,
He bade adieu. |
For these he changed the smoke of turf,
A heathery land and misty sky,
And turn’d on rocks and raging surf
His golden eye.
But petted in our climate cold,
He lived and chattered many a day:
Until with age, from green and gold
His wings grew grey.
At last when blind, and seeming dumb,
He scolded, laugh’d, and spoke no more,
A Spanish stranger chanced to come
To Mulla’s shore. :
He hail’d the bird in Spanish speech,
_ The bird in Spanish speech replied ;
Flapp’d round the cage, with joyous screech,
Dropt down, and died.
12 Twe CuHizto’s Boor of Song AnD PRAISE.
THE LAST ROSE OF- SUMMER.
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T’ll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem ;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.
Thus kindly I scatter
Thy leaves o'er the bed.
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead. ©
So soon may J follow, _
When friendships decay,
And from Love’s shining circle
The gems drop away.
When true hearts lie wither’d,
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit
This bleak world alone ?
174 THe Cuito's Boor or SonG. AND PRAISE.
-GOD’S .WITNESSES.
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a On all Thy works I look ;
D). But still Thy wisdom, power, and grace,
Shine brightest in Thy book.
The stars that in their courses roll
Have much instruction given,
But Thy good Word informs my soul
- How I may climb to heaven.
The fields provide me food, and show
The goodness of the Lord ;
But fruits of life and glory grow
In Thy most holy Word.
Here are my choicest treasures hid ;
Here my best comfort lies ;
Here my desires are satisfied ;
And hence my hopes arise.
Lord, make me understand Thy law,
Show what my faults have been ;
And from Thy gospel let me draw
Pardon for all my sin.
Here would I learn how Christ has died
To save my soul from hell ;
Not all the books on earth beside
Such heavenly wonders tell.
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YOUNG AND HAPPY.
ounce and happy while thou art,
= Not a furrow on thy brow,
“ Not a sorrow in thy heart,
Seek the Lord thy Saviour now
In its freshness bring the flower,
-While the dew upon it lies,
In the cool and cloudless hour
Of the morning sacrifice.
Life will have its evil years,
And its skies be overcast,
All the present throng’d with fears,
And with vain regrets the past.:
Let him tremble who his heart
Brings not in an hour like this,
Lest Jehovah say, “ Depart!
Thou shalt never taste my bliss.’
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Great God, with wonder and with praise
On all Thy works I look.
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THe Fisverman’s Wercome Home. 177
THE FISHERMAN’S neon HOME.
HE howling storm has gone with the night,
y -And the waves no longer foam ;
\ \ jThe grateful fisherman hails the light:
And joyfully steers for home.
For stormy or fair, his heart is there ;
- ,So give him a welcome home:
His skiff is within the harbour bar,
With spoils ashore he is come ;
Wife, child, hasten! he is not far
From you, and the rest of home!
Come storm or fair, his heart -
is there ;
So give him a welcome'home! <=
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hq Had cheer’d the village with his song,
J Nor yet at eve his note suspended,
e Nor yet when eventide was ended,
y Began to feel, as well he might,
[s The keen demands of appetite ;
?° When, looking eagerly around,
2% He spied far off, wpon the ground,
A something shining in the dark,
_ And knew the glow-worm by his spark ;
So, stooping down from hawthorn top,
He thought to put him in his crop.
The worm, aware of his intent,
Address’d him thus, right eloquent—
Tue NIGHTINGALE AND THE GLOW-WoRM. 179;
“Did you admire my lamp,†quoth he,
“As much as I your minstrelsy, |
You would abhor to do me wrong,
As much as I to-spoil your song ;
For ’twas the self-same power divine
Taught you to sing, and me to shine ;
That you with music, I with light,
Might beautify and cheer the night.â€
The songster heard his short oration,
And warbling out his approbation,
Released him, as my story tells,
And found a supper somewhere else.
Hence jarring sectaries may learn
Their real interest to discern ;
That brother should not war with brother,
And worry and devour each other ;
‘But sing and shine by sweet consent,
Till life’s poor transient night is spent,
* Respecting in each other’s case,
The gifts of nature and of grace.
Those Christians best deserve the name,
Who studiously make peace their aim ;
Peace both the duty and the prize
Of him that creeps and him that flies.
180 THe CHirtp’s Boor of Song AND PRAISE.
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Music EVERYWHERE. 181
Music by the fireside,
Music in the hall,
Music in the school-room,
Music for us all ;
Music in our sorrow,
Music in our care,
Music in our gladness,
Music ev’rywhere.
Sing with joyful voices,
Friends and lov’d ones dear;
Let discord and trouble
Never enter here.
Join the happy chorus
Of all Nature fair,
Swell the glorious anthem—
Music’s ev’rywhere,
182 Tue CHitv’s Book oF SonG: AND PRAISE.
SEARCH THE SCRIPTURES.
' paRcH the Scriptures,—they impart
Life and love and light ;
They can speak to every heart,
And fill it with delight.
Search the Scriptures,—they unfold
| | God’s unbounded grace ;
Le Learn’d by holy men of old,
And shown to ev'ry race.
Search the Scriptures,—they record
God’s exhaustless power ;
_ He who spread the world abroad
Creates the little flower.
Search the Scriptures;—they proclaim
Jesus’ boundless love: oe
All who love His precious name
Shall dwell with Him above. .
Search the Scriptures,—they invite
All to Christ to flee ;
Those who read His Word aright
Shall His salvation see.
SPRING-TIME, °
‘In the Spring a fuller crimson comes upon the Robin’s breast.†—TENNYSON,
Farr SPRING. 1838
FAIR SPRING.
—_+—.
Fair Morn diffused around her Hrigheste. ray ;
Thin mists hung hovering onthe distant trees,
Or roll’d from off the fields before the breeze.
OT shepherd sat and watch’d his fleecy train
Beneath a broad oak, on the grassy plain :
_A heath’s green wild lay pleasant to his view,
- With shrubs and field-flowers deck’d of varied hue.
There hawthorns tall their silver bloom disclosed,
Here flexile broom’s bright yellow interposed ;
There purple orchis, here pale daisies spread,
Curtp’s Book or SonG AND PRAISE.
And sweet May
lilies richest
odours shed.
From many a
copse and
blossom’d or-
chard near,
The voice of
birds melo-
dious charm’d
the ear ;
There shrill the
lark, and soft
the linnet
sung,
And loud through air the throstle’s
music rung.
The gentle swain the cheerful scene
admired ;
The cheerful scene the song of joy
inspired. i
“Chant on!†he cried, “ye warblersâ€
on the spray!
Bleat on, ye flocks, that in the pastures play !
Low on, ye herds, that range the dewy vales!
Murmur, ye rills, and whisper soft, ye gales !â€
How blest thy lot, in these sweet fields assign’d,
Where peace and leisure soothe the tuneful mind.
Mr. Owt ano Mes. Ban 185
MR. OWL AND MRS. BAT.
cloak and hat,
‘And sally forth from
the castle gate.
When rooks and crows are flying
home, .
By meadow paths they love to roam ;
And children hear the hoots and cries
Of Mr. Owl, with wondering eyes ;
While Mrs. Bat, in-dreary places,
Flutters her cloak in travellers’ faces.
And all night long, while others
sleep,
Abroad in the dark they pry and
oe
And only rebar when daylight
dawns
“On castle turret and sloping lawns ;
Only return to hide away,
Like evil things, from the light of
day.
Be not like the Bat and Owl of the
night,
Oh, children! but live in the broad
daylight.
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THE SEED AND THE FLOWER.
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f mm, I’ve often heard you say
A> That God is listening when we pray;
\ And if I do indeed believe,
Why will He not, then, take away
My naughty, sinful heart to-day ;
And make me humble, meek, and mild,
A quiet and obedient. child ?
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<< Although He has not answered yet ;
“wy, And if you listen, I will try
», And tell you now the reason why.
* I once pulled up a garden weed, .
* And in its place I dropped a seed ;
ZS Because they told me God’s great power
Could change that seed into a flower.
I was a little child, you know,
And thought the seed would quickly grow ;
But days and weeks passed slowly round,
And still it lay deep in the ground.
THE SEED AND THE FLOWER. 187
At length there came some gentle rain,
And when the sun shone forth again
I hasten’d to that spot alone,
Where my little seed was sown.
And there I saw the soften’d ground
Raised in a gently heaving mound ;
And in the middle there was seen
Two little leaves of brightest green.
And day by day, and hour by hour,
I watch’d, until there came a flower ;
And thought how good that God must be
Who sent such pretty flowers to me.
And now, my dear, your little prayer
Is like the seed I dropped in there ;
God gives it in your hand to sow, -
And promises the seed shall grow.
And as you wait, and watch,
and pray,
The seed is springing day by
day; :
And God will bless it, like the â„¢
flower,
Both with the sunshine and
the shower.
Then, in the Resurrection
bright, g
Yow ll find a heart both pure†{
and white ;
And evermore your song will
be—
“How very good was God to
_me !â€
188 Tue Cxurtv's Boor or Song And PRAISE:
SONG TO THE OLD AND NEW YEAR. |
Words and Music by Syniu, Fuorence, and Mary Aunurst, aged respectively twelve, ten, and thirteen years.
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The treés have lost their foliage ;
The flowers, they hide their heads;
The birds and beasts are sleeping
In their soft wintry beds.,
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To the past thou dost belong ;
For thou wert once a New Year,
And we sang thee a song.
O New Year, we will greet thee,
With our triumphal praise ; 2"
But still we love the Old Year, ait
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Twe CuHito's Boor oF SONG AND PRAISE.
SUMMER,
—2-
On every hill and dell ;_
And, oh! how beautiful they are,
How sweetly too they smell !
“The little birds they dance along,
And look so glad and gay ;
I love to hear their pleasant song,
I feel as glad as they.
SUMMER.
“The young lambs bleat and frisk about,
The bees hum round their hive,
The butterflies are coming out:
Tis good to be alive.
«The trees that look’d so stiff and gray,
With green leaves now are hung ;
Oh! mother, let me laugh and play,
I cannot hold my tongue.
“See yonder bird spreads out its wings,
And mounts the clear blue skies ;
And, hark! how merrily he sings,
As far away he flies.†_
“ Go forth, my child ! and laugh and play—
And let thy cheerful voice, :
With birds, and brooks, and merry May,
Cry out, ‘ Rejoice! rejoice !’ :
“J would not check thy bounding mirth,
My happy little boy ;
For He who made this blooming earth
Smiles on an infant’s joy.â€
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THE SPIRIT OF SUMMER.
The flowers are blooming everywhere,
On every hill and dell ;
And, oh! how beautiful they are,
How sweetly too they smell !
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AcainsT Unwortuoy PRIDE. 193
AGAINST
~ UNWORTHY PRIDE.
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ow proud we are, how fond
to show
Our clothes, and call them
rich and new ;
When the poor sheep and
silk-worms wore.
That very clothing long before !
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The tulip and the butterfly
Appear in gayer coats than I:
Let me be dress’d fine as I will,
Birds, flies, and flowers exceed
me still.
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Then will I set my heart.to find
Inward adornings of the mind ;
Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace—
This is the robe of richest dress.
It never fades, it ne’er grows old ;
Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould ;
It takes no spot, but still refines ; .
The more ’tis worn, the more it shines.
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JESUS AT THE DOOR.
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WRIA x <#ow often when the sun went down,
And gloom the land o’erspread,
<2) | G2 Our blessed Saviour had not where
sie, ~~ To lay His weary head.
Oh, very sad it is, dear Lord,
To think of all Thy. pain ;
I wish almost that Thou couldst come,
To visit earth again.
I’d watch Thee with a loving eye,
And never let Thee rove
A homeless wanderer on the earth,
But cheer Thee with my love.
Yes, very often do we feel
That this is what we'd say, .
‘* If Jesus were to come again |
Upon the earth to stay.
FESUS AT THE Door. — 195
But recollect that even
now
‘The Lord is often here ;
And sometimes passes by
our door
A “homeless†wanderer.
He knocks, yes, Jesus
stands and knocks,
And calls to you and
me,—
“My child, now open wide
the door, .
And I will dwell with
thee !â€
O Jesus, knock but once
again,
I pray, at my heart's
door, ,
And Thou shalt wander
_ forth alone
A homeless One no more,
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A SUMMER SONG,
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How pleasant to ramble, and reap for your pains
A feast of ripe berries afar in the lanes;
To roll on the grass in'some cool, shady place,
Where the daisies look up with a smile in your face.
There’s nothing can equal the beaxty, I ween,
Of the sweet Summer-time, in its mantle of green ;
Or match with the music that floats all around,
From the song in the sky to the chirp on the
ground.
The height of all pleasure, the sum of delight,
Is to roam through the. meadows when morning is
bright ; .
And know, as we gaze with a heart full of love,
There’s a still fairer spot in the region above.
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PUSSY’S FATE.
A CAUTION TO THE CURIOUS.
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( Zo Where China’s gayest art had dyed
The azure flowers that blow,
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima, reclined,
Gazed on the lake below,
Her conscious tail her joy declared :
The fair round face, the snowy beard,
The. velvet of her paws,
Her coat that with the tortoise vies,
Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes,
She saw, and purr’d applause,
Still had she gazed, but midst the tide
Two angel forms were seen to glide,
The genii of the stream:
Their scaly armour’s Tyrian hue,
Through richest purple, to the view
Betray’d a golden gleam,
The hapless Nymph with wonder saw :
A whisker first, and then a claw
With many an ardent wish
She stretch’d, in vain, to reach the prize—
What female heart can gold despise ? |
What cat’s averse to fish ?
Pussy's FATE.
Presumptuous maid ! with looks intent,
Again she stretch’d, again she bent,
Nor knew the gulf between—
Malignant fate sat by and smiled—
The slippery verge her feet beguiled ;
She tumbled headlong in!
Fight times emerging from the flood
She mew’d to every watery god
Some speedy aid to send:
No dolphin came, no Nereid stirr’d,
Nor cruel Tom nor Susan heard—
A favourite has no friend !
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Who search for a reason as if they were blind,
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Though wheels be stayed, thou runnest still ;
Peaceful alike in work and play.
O little stream, that runnest on.
And ne’er is weary of work or play ;
Let me, like thee. be beam’d upon,
And I'll use well niy little day !
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THE CONCEITED BOY PUNISHED.
—_e——_
{xrrz came from school the first half year
As learned as could. be, =
And wish’d to show to all around
7 His great philosophy.
He hardly spoke, this hopeful son, -
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> For he was eager to display
The treasures of his mind.
And-so at dinner he began :—
“Papa, you think you see
Two roasted chickens on that dish,
Now I will prove them three.
“ First, this is one, and that is two,
_ As plain as plain can be ;
I add the one unto the two,
And two and one make three.â€
“Just so!†replied the Herr Papa,
“ Blessings be on your pate ;
So, I take one, Mamma takes one,—
The tiird put on your plate!â€
A Hyun.
A HYMN,
Composed by CowPz, for the Sunday-school at. Olney.
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And grant us, we implore,
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That we may listen with our heart,
And learn as well as hear.
For if vain thoughts the minds engage’
Of older far than we,
What hope that at our heedless age |
Our minds should e’er be free?
‘ Much hope, if Thou our spirits take
Under Thy gracious sway,
Who canst the wisest wiser make,
And babes as wise as they.
Wisdom and bliss Thy Word bestows,
A sun that ne’er declines ; PS
And be Thy mercies shower'd on those _ Ke
Who placed us where it shines. |
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THE LITTLE CHILD AND. THE FLOWERS,
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My spaniel, prettiest’ of his race,
And high in pedigree,
(Iwo nymphs adorn’d with every grace
That spaniel found for me,)
Now wanton’d lost in flags and reeds,
Now starting into sight,
Pursued the swallow o’er the meads
- With scarce a slower flight. .
It was the time when Ouse display’d
His lilies newly blown ; .
Their beauties I intent survey’d,
And one I wish’d my own.
‘With cane extended far I sought
~~ To steer it close to land ;
But still the prize, though nearly caught
_ Escaped my eager hand.
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Beau mark’d my unsuccessful pains
With fix’d, considerate face,
And puzzling set his puppy brains
To comprehend the case.
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But with a chirrup clear and strong,
Dispersing all his dream,
I thence withdrew, and follow’d long
The windings of the stream.
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My ramble ended, Il return’d ;
Beau, trotting far before,
The floating wreath again discern’d,
And plunging, left the shore.
I saw him with that lilv cropp’d
Impatient swim to meet
My quick approach, and soon he dropp’d
The treasure at my feet. ;
Charm’d with the sight, the world, T cried,
Shall -hear of this thy deed :.
My dog shall mortify the pride
Of man’s superior breed :
But chief myself si will enjoin,
Awake at duty’s call,
To show a love as prompt as thine
To Him who gives me all. -
TIMES AND TIDES. 209
TIMES AND TIDES.
—_e-—
\@xx the tide as advancing it breaks on the shingle,
Then shines for a moment and ripples away;
<4 Many waves in succession their efforts must mingle
} ’ Before the bright waters will cover the bay.
See the effort of man as he onward advances,—
The wave, it runs back or is broken in spray ;
But the effort renews, and in spite of mischances,
To-morrow is still in advance of to-day.
210 ; Tue Cxitvo’s Book or SonG AND PRAISE.
WHO MADE ALL THINGS?
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MM Pipe long and loud?
Sk Have you seen the lark
High up in a cloud?
Have you seen the flowers
- In golden June,
* And the twinkling stars,
And the sun and moon ? -
Have you seen the snow,
So soft and white ?
Have you heard the wind
When it howls at night ?
If-you’ve seen the sun,
_ And tiny flowers ; :
And have heard the thrush
In the woodland bowers ;
Wuo Mave Art Twines ?
If you’ve seen the moon,
And soft white snow,
And have heard the wind
_- When it loud did blow,
Have you thought whose hand
Made one and all—
Made the stars to shine,
And the snow to fall ?
They were made by God, |
Who rules above ;
Whom all.should obey, |
And dear children love.
Wherever you roam,
Whate’er your lot,
Keep God in your heart,
And forget Him not.
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“Make me Thy child, a child of God,
Wash’d in my Saviour’s precious blood ; AW
And my whole heart from sin set free,
A little vessel full of Thee ;
A star of early dawn, and bright,
Shining within Thy sacred light ;
A beam of grace to all around,
A little spot of hallow’d ground.
Dear Jesus, take me to Thy breast,
And bless me, that I may be blest ;
Both when I wake and when I sleep,
Thy little lamb in safety keep.
Tue Curios Boor or Song AND PRAISE.
IF JESUS WERE HERE.
—_e—_
\/V appr, happy we should be,
\2> If the Saviour we could see, .
\ Walking in our midst once more,
As He did in days of yore.
Oh! how thankful we should feel,
At His feet to humbly kneel; —_-
And as we our sins confess,
See Him smile, and hear Him bless.
Oh! how gladly we should try,
When the Lord was passing by,
Some kind sign of love to bring,
And “ Hosannah†loudly sing.
Oh! how much we should rejoice, _
Could we hear His loving voice
Say our sins are all forgiven,
Hear Him speak of joys in heaven.
Jesus, Thou art still the same,
Still Thou dost Thy love proclaim ;
Oh! come visit us to-day,
Enter every heart, we pray.
Show Thy power, tell Thy love,
Point us all to life above ;
Let us all Thy presence see,
Call us all to follow Thee.
My MoruHer. 215
MY MOTHER.
—_+—.
v Must not tease my mother,
For she is very kind, -
And everything she says to me
I must directly mind ;
For when I was a baby,
And could not speak or walk,
She let me in her bosom sleep,
And taught me how to talk.
I must not tease my mother ;
_ And when she likes to read,
Or has the headache, I will step
Most silently itideed.
“I will not choose a noisy play,
Nor trifling troubles tell,
- But sit down quiet by her side,
And try to make her well.
I must not tease my mother ;
I’ve heard dear father say,
When I was in my cradle sick,
She nursed me night and day.
She lays me in my little bed,
She gives me clothes and food,
And I have nothing else to pay
| But trying to be good.
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« But sit down quiet by her side,
And try to make her well.â€
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I must not tease my mother ;
She loves me all the day,
And she has patience with my faults,
And teaches me to pray.
How much I'll strive to please her,
She every hour shall see ;
For should she go away, or die,
What would become of me?
FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS. 217
FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS.
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NS Zz Softer than spray from the
“waves of the seas,
Silent as shadows that fall
from the trees ;
Softer than music of rip-
pling rills, |
Softer than echoes far away
on the hills ;
Softer than notes the night-
ingale swells,
Softer than murmurs we
hear in the shells ;
Noiseless as snowflakes coming down from above,
Softer than voices whispering love ;
Like faces that peep
In the dreams of our sleep,
Or fancies that glide
While by our fireside,
We muse on those absent ones dear,
Tae On some that now lay
> In their bed of cold clay,
Whose voices remain on memory’s ear.
Like a ray of soft light,
Or moonbeams at night ;
Like a blush on the cheek,
Or a tear from the meek ;
Like a glance from the eyes,
Or the softest of sighs,
Are the footsteps of angels on’ the floor‘of the skies.
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ELL! Alice, my dolly,
X@ How are you to-day?
YI will come and sit by you,
Se And chatter away. |
Ci Je 7 will just fetch the footstool,
; : And sit at your feet ;
~ While you rest on the sofa,
' And smile to me, sweet.
Your hair is so pretty,
Your eyes are so blue,
- Your cheeks are so rosy,
. Your frock is so new,
_ You're the prettiest dolly
I ever did see ;.
“Who can be so happy,
I wonder, as me!
But yet, my dear dolly,
You must not be vex’d
- If I tell you the thought
_ That comes to me next.
Though your hair is so pretty,
And your eyes are so blue,
I would rather be Minnie
- Than I would be you!
You can’t see the flowers,
_ When they come up in spring ;
You can’t hear the birdies,
How sweetly they sing;
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Nor run out of doors
To look in the sky,
And see the white clouds
As they pass swiftly by.
You have no kind papa
Or mamma to be near,
To love you and teach you ;
So dolly, my dear; ) ‘eee
_ Though your cheeks are so rosy,
And your dress is so new,
I would rather be Minnie -
Than I would be you !
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“BRIGHTEST AND BEST.â€
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Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining,
Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all!
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OUR OLD WASHERWOMAN.
—-—— - —
a See the old dame there,
A at The busiest of washerwomen,
With her snow-white hair.
That God has placed her in.
She was comely in her youthful prime,
Some sixty years ago ; |
She was courted in the sweet spring-time
And woo’d in accents low.
A loving wife and true she made ;
And, ere her youth was gone,
Her husband in the grave she laid,
And patiently toil’d on.
And evermore, thotigh hard the fight
With poverty she led,
She kept her cottage clean and bright,
And found her children bread.
Ovr Orv WasrEeRWwoMAn.
And thus her threescore years were pass’d
With a stout heart and will,
And though alone and old at last,
She works and thanks God still.
With frugal care and anxious thought,
Her savings she has stored ;
_ And in the market flax has bought
Out of her little hoard :
At her spinning-wheel she sat her down,
And her flax to linen spun,
And sew’d with care the last white gown
That she shall e’er have on.
*Tis ready now, she lays it by
Against her Lord shall come:
She looks for Him, and patiently
Awaits her summons home.
It lies within. her chest, and there
In safety does she keep
The snow-white garment she shall wear
In her last blessed sleep.
Like hers may my life’s evening be ;
And when the night comes on,
May I the work appointed me
As faithfully have done:
Life’s cup may I as bravely drink
~ Without a murm’ring word,
And.-stand beside the river’s brink,
Ready to meet my Lord.
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And evermore, though hard the fight
With poverty she led, .
She kept her cottage clean and bright,
And found her children bread.
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_ My GARDEN. ne 225 :
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226 Tue Cxitv's Book or Song AND PRAISE.
TRUST IN GOD.
—+—_
~ Who noite the clouds their course,
Whom winds and seas obey, .
_ He shall direct thy wandering feet,
He shall prepare thy way,,
Thou on the Lord rely; |_—~«..-: Thy everlantiilg truth, -_
So safe shalt thou go on ; Father ! Thy ceaseless love,
. Fix on His work thy steadfast {| Sees all Thy children’s wants,
eye, : , and knows
So shall thy work be done. What best for each vill prove.
No profit canst thou gain And whatsoe’er Thou will’st
By self-consuming care; . - Thou dost, O King of kings;
To Him commfend thy cause; | What Thy unerring wisdom
His ear . : - chose,
Attends the softest prayer. Thy power to being brings.
Thou everywhere hast sway,
' And all things serve Thy might ;
Thy every act pure blessing is,
Thy path unsullied light.
When Thou arisest, Lord,
~ Who shall Thy work withstand ?
When all Thy children want Thou giv’st,
Who, who shall stay Thy hand ?
TrusT IN Gop.
Give to the winds thy fears ;
Hope, and be undismay’d ;
God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.
Through waves, and clouds, and storms,
He gently clears thy way ;
Wait thou His time ; so shall this night
Soon end in joyous day.
Still heavy is thy heart ? Leave to His sovereign sway
Still sink thy spirits down? To choose and to command ;
Cast off. the weight, let fear | So shalt thou wondering own,
depart, His way .
And every care be gone. How wise, how strong His
hand!
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not? Far, far above thy thought
Yet heaven, and earth, and His counsel shall appear,
hell When fully He the work hath
Proclaim, God sitteth on the wrought
throne, That caused thy needless
And ruleth all things well! fear.
Thou seest our weakness, Lord!
Our hearts are known to Thee:
Oh! lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!
Let us, in life, in death,
Thy steadfast truth declare,
And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care !
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And hears no more those ev’ning bells.
Ye seem to say, “They rest in peace,
Where care is not, where sorrows cease.â€
The thought my rising anguish quells;
-Repeat the strain, sweet ev ning bells.
They hear no more a mortal voice,
* But still in heavenly songs rejoice;
In songs whose music far excels
Your softest ee sweet ev ning bells.
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TOM’S PRACTICAL LESSON ON CRUELTY.
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om sat at the parlour window,
= Watching the people go by ;
~ But what was he really after?
Why, plucking the legs from a fly.
Ay, there he sat.in the sunshine, :
a ' Tormenting the tiny things; _
re te First plucking their legs from their sockets, _
Then afterwards clipping their wings.
He didn’t know then that his father
Was standing behind his back,
- Inclined very much to be giving
~ His mischievous fingers a crack.
But he waited till after dinner,
When Tommy was having his game,
Then he thought he would give him a lesson,
And treat him a little the same.
So catching his son ofa sudden,
And giving his elbow a twist,
He pulled at his ear till he holloed,
- Then doubled him up with his fist.
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And didn’t he twist on the carpet,
And didn’t he ery out with pain!
- But whenever he cried, “Oh, you hurt me!â€
His father would punch him again.
“Why, Tom, how amazingly funny !
You don’t seem to like it, my boy ;
, And yet, when you try it on others,
_ You always are singing for joy.
“It’s certainly strange,†said his father ;
And this time his nose had a pull; .
But Tommy could stand it no longer,
He bellow’d and roar’d like a bull.
“Hush ! hush, while I pull both your legs off,
- And clip off the half of each arm ;
What you practise yourself, sure, in others
You can’t think a sin and a harm.
“Now, Tommy, my boy,†said his father,
“You'll leave these poor creatures alone ?
If not, I'll go on with my lesson.â€
“T will,†cried poor Tom, with a groan.
THE WOODS IN SUMMER.
“Spirit of beauty! each bough in its bending,
Skies in their curve, and the sea in its swell, '
Streams as they wind, hills and plains in their blending,
All, in our own, of God's happiness tell.â€
THe Woovs mw Summer. 233
THE WOODS IN SUMMER.
Spirit of beauty ! thou soul of our Maker,
Suddenly shown in a gleam or a tint ; ee
Oh, be each heart of thy joy a partaker ;
' Love, and its store, are alike without stint.â€
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THE CONVICT SHIP.
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@ 2 ORN on the waters !—and purple and bright
Xe Bursts on the billows the flushing of light ;
O’er the glad waves, like a child of the sun,
See, the tall vessel goes gallantly on. ~
2 Full to the breeze she unbosoms her sail,
=) And her pennon streams onward, like hope,
in the gale ;
song,
And the surges rejoice as they bear her along :
See! she looks up to the golden-edged clouds,
And the sailor sings gaily aloft in the shrouds:
Onward she glides, amid ripple and spray,
Over the waters—away, and away!
Bright as the visions of youth, ere they part,
Passing away, like a dream of the heart!
Who,—as the beautiful pageant sweeps by,
Music around her, and sunshine on high,
Pauses to think, amid glitter and glow,
“Oh! there be hearts that are breaking below !â€
Night on the waves! and the moon is on high,
Hung like a gem, on the brow of the sky,
Treading its depths in the power of her might,
And turning the clouds, as they pass her, to light!
Look to the waters! asleep on their breast,
Seems not the ship like an island of rest ?
Bright and alone on the shadowy main,
Like a heart-cherish’d home on some desolate plain !
Who—as she smiles in the silvery light,
THE Convicr Suze.
Spreading her wings on the bosom of night,
Alone on the deep, as the moon in the sky,
A phantom of beauty—could deem, with a sigh,
That so lovely a thing is the mansion of sin,
And that souls that are smitten, lie bursting within ?
Who—as he watches her silently gliding—
“Remembers that wave after wave is dividiité* “""*
Bosoms that sorrow and guilt could not sever,
Hearts which are parted and broken for ever ?
Or deems that he watches, afloat on the wave,
The death-bed of hope, or the young spirit’s grave?
"Tis thus with our life, while it passes along,
Like a vessel at sea, amid sunshine and song!
Gaily we glide in the gaze of the world, _
With streamers afloat, and with canvas unfurl’d,.
All gladness and glory to wondering eyes,
Yet charter’d by sorrow and freighted with sighs:
Fading and false is the aspect it wears,
As the smiles we put on, just to cover our tears ;
While the withering thoughts which the world cannot
know, :
Like heart-broken exiles, lie burning below ;
And the vessel drives on to that desolate shore
Where the dreams of our childhood are vanish’d and
o'er.
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Our highest thoughts exceed.
His power subdues our sins ;
And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
The pity of the Lord
To those that fear His name
Is such as tender parents feel ;
He knows our feeble frame.
Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flower ;
If one sharp blast sweep o’er the field, |
It withers in an hour.
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But Thy compassions, Lord,
_ To endless years endure ;
And children’s children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
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How grand it looks, Old Year!
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Your spectacles look nice !
Your breath is sharp and blue, Old Year ;
Your téars are sleet, not rain ;
Yet never mind, you must be old
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noble or grand;
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he was young,
Though afterwards king of
the land.
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For while he sat watching his sheep in the fold,
To guard them from danger abroad,
It then was his greatest delight, we are told, -
“To think on the works of the Lord.
Thus seeking so early for knowledge and truth,
His childhood in wisdom began ;
And therefore the Lord was the guide of his youth,
And made him so mighty‘a man.
So he soon was made king, for the prophet foretold
That God meant to honour him thus ;
And if we will serve Him, like David of old,
The Lord will-be mindful of us.
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BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
ROTHERS and _ sisters
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Of mercy from the
skies ;
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think of this
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__ And love them in my heart, ay
Lest I should sigh with bitter
griefâ€
When we are call’d to part.
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Hunger never shall distress thee,
While my meals one crumb afford ;
Colds and cramps shall ne’er oppress thee ;
. Come and share my humble board :
Robin, come and live with me;
Live, yet still at liberty.
Soon shall Spring, with smiles and blushes,
Steal upon the blooming year ;
Then, amid the verdant bushes,
Thy sweet song shall warble clear :
Then shall I, too, join’d with thee,
‘Taste the sweets of liberty.
Should some rough, unfeeling Dobbin,
In this iron-hearted age,
Seize thee on thy nest, my robin,
And confine thee in a cage,
Then, poor robin, think of me,
Think, and sigh for liberty.
Liberty ! thou brightest treasure
In the crown of earthly joys ;
Source of gladness, soul of pleasure,
All delights besides are toys :
None but prisoners like me
Know the worth of liberty.
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THE SAVIOUR’S CALL.
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OME unto me,†cried the voice of the Saviour,
And many a sorrowing breast
Rejoiced at the message of infinite love,
And went unto Him and found rest.
Was touch’d to the heart by His eloquent: words,
And gsooth’d when He graciously smiled.
How Art Txrincs Praise trae Lorov.
“Come unto me,†cries the voice of the Saviour, ’
- The Bible re-echoes the cry ;
And all through the world the kind message is sent,
“Come, children ; for why will ye die?†,
“Come,†cries the voice of the Bride and the Spirit :
Then why should we longer delay ? :
Oh, now let us hear Thy voice speaking to us,
And come to Thee, Jesus, to-day.
i HOW ALL THINGS PRAISE THE LORD.
WC \ don, moon, and stars, by day and night,
ye At God’s commandment give us light ;
\ 7 WR ¢ And when.we wake, and while we sleep,
Wes es Their watch, like guardian angels keep.
The bright blue sky above our head,
The soft green earth on which we tread, ©
The ocean rolling round the land,
Were made by God’s almighty hand.
Sweet flowers that hill and dale adorn,
Fair fruit-trees, fields of grass and corn,
The clouds that rise, the showers that fall, .
The winds that blow—God sends them all.
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The beasts that graze with downward eye,
The birds that perch, and sing, and fly,
The fishes swimming in the sea,
God’s creatures are as well as we,
But us He formed for better things ; .
_ As servants of the King of kings,
With lifted hands and open face, _
And thankful heart to seek His grace.
Thus God loved man, and more than this,
He sent His Son to die for us ;
And now invites us when we die,
To come and live with Him on high.
But we must live to Him below,
For none but such to heaven will go ;
Lord Jesus, hear our humble prayer, ©
And lead the little children there.
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That cultivation glories in are. His. x ;
He sets the bright procession on its way, ~
And marshals-all the order of the year ;
He marks the bounds which Winter may not pass,
And blunts its pointed fury ; in its case,
Russet and rude, folds up the tender gem
Uninjured, with inimitable art ;
And ere one flowery season fades and dies,
Desigtis the blooming wonders of the next.
The Lord of all, Himself through all diffused,
Sustains, and i is the life of all that lives.
Nature is but a name for an effect
Whose cause is God.
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& His comforts they shall Siengthen thee,
Like flowing waters cool ;
And He shall for thy spirit te
A fountain ever full. -
The Lord is glorious and strong, .
Our God is very high ;
Oh; trust in Him, trust now in Him,
And have security.
He shall be to thee like the sea,
And_thou shalt surely feel
His wind, that bloweth healthily,
Thy sicknesses to heal.
e The Lord is wonderful and wise,
As all the ages tell ;-
Oh, learn of Him, learn now of Him,
Then with thee it is well.
And with His light thou shalt be lest
Therein to work and live ;
' And He shall be to thee a rest _
When evening hours arrive.
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‘THE HOUR OF PRAYER.
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While the daylight fades away ;
Mother, with thy watchful eye
Ever following silently ; :
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Father, by the breeze of eve
Call’d thy harvest work to leave ;
Pray, ere yet the dark hours be,
Lift the heart and bend the knee.
. Traveller in # foreign land,
Far from thine own household band ;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice.from this world gone ;
Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell ;
Sailor on the darkening-sea,
Lift the heart and bend the knee. ’
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Workman, when thy labour’s o’er, —
Resting at thy cottage door ;
Toiler at the busy loom ;,
Maiden in life’s early bloom ,
Ye who triumph, ye who sigh,
--Kindled by one holy tie,
‘Heaven’s first star alike ye see ;
Lift the heart and bend the knee. |
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Ere the snow-drop peepeth, |
Ere the crocus bold,
Ere the early primrose
Opes its paly gold, —
Somewhere on the sunny bank
Buttercups are bright ;
Somewhere ’mong the frozen
Peeps the daisy white. [grass |
BUTTERCUPS AND DAISIES.
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SCUTTERCUPS and daisies,
Oh, the pretty flowers ;
28) Coming ere the spring time,
To-tell of sunny hours.
While the trees are leafless,
While the fields are. bare,
Buttercups.and daisies
Spring up here and there.
Little hardy flowers,
Like to children poor,
Playing in their sturdy health
By their mother’s door.
Purple with the north wind,
Yet alert and bold ;
Fearing not and caring not,
Though they be a-cold !
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=< With all the blue ethereal sky,
» And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
“ Their great Original proclaim.
Th’ unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator’s power display ;
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand. -
THe GiLory oF Gop. 259
Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth ;
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
_And spread the truth from pole to pole.
What though in solemn silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found?
In reason’s ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice ;
For ever singing as they shine—
“The hand that made us is Divine.â€
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Beautiful angels, clothed in white !
Beautiful songs that never tire !
Beautiful harps through all the choir!
Beautiful crowns on every brow ! |
Beautiful palms the conquerors show!
Beautiful robes the ransom’d wear!
Beautiful all who enter there!
Beautiful throne for God, the Lamb!
Beautiful seats at God’s right hand !
Beautiful. rest ! all wanderings cease ;
Beautiful home of perfect peace !
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THE USE OF FLOWERS.
1D OD might have bade the earth bring forth
Set ‘Enough for great and small,
% tot The oak trée and the cedar tree,
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oe (We ~ Without:a flower at all.
We might have had enough, enough
For every want of ours,
For luxury, medicine, and toil,
And yet have had no flowers.
The ore within the mountain mine
Requireth none to grow; -
Nor does it need the lotus flower
To make the river flow.
The clouds might give abundant rain,
The nightly dews might fall,
And the herb that-keepeth life in man
Might yet have drunk them all.
Then wherefore, wherefore were they made,
All dyed in rainbow light,
All fashion’d with supremest grace,
Up-springing day and night ?
Our outward life requires them not,
Oh, why then had they birth ?—
To minister delight to man,
To beautify the earth.
To comfort man, to whisper hope,
Whene’er his faith is dim ;
That He who careth for the flowers
Will much more care for him. —
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THE BETTER LAND,
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K Is it where the flower of the orange blows,
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“Ts it where the feathery palm-trees rise,
And the date grows ripe under sunny skies ?
Or ‘midst the green islands of glittering seas,
Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze,
And strange bright birds on their starry wings
Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ?â€
“ Not there, not there, my child !â€
“Is it far away, in some region old,
Where the rivers wander o’er sands of gold ?
Where the burning rays of the ruby shine,
And the diamond lights up the secret mine,
And the pearl gleams forth from the coral strand /—
Is it there, sweet mother, that better land ?â€
“Not there, not there, my child!
“ Hye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ;.
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy !
Dreams cannot picture a world so fair,
Sorrow and death may not enter there ;
Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom,
For-beyond the clouds and beyond the tomb,
It is there, it is there, my child!†«-.
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