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Saw in the sun a mighty angel stand, And heard great Babylon's doom pronounced by heaven's command.
Then, kneeling down, to heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays; Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing
That thus they all shall meet in future days; There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear, While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Compared with this, how poor religion's pride,
Devotion's every grace except the heart!
And in his Book of life the inmates poor enrol.
THE shades of night were falling fast,
His brow was sad; his eye beneath,
In happy homes he saw the light
And from his lips escaped a groan,
66 Try not the pass," the old man said;
"O stay," the maiden said, "and rest
"Beware the pine tree's withered branch! Beware the awful avalanche !"
This was the peasant's last good night!
At break of day, as heavenward
A traveller, by the faithful hound
There, in the twilight cold and grey,
And from the sky serene and far
SUM up at night what thou hast done by day, And in the morning what thou hast to do; Dress and undress thy soul, mark the decay
And growth of it; if with thy watch, that too Be down, then wind both up; since we shall be More surely judged, make thy accounts agree. HERBERT.
FAIR daffodils, we weep to see
Has not attain'd his noon;
But to the evensong;
And, having prayed together, we
We have short time to stay, as you;
hours do; and dry
Like to the summer's rain,
Ne'er to be found again.
THE MAIDEN AT HER SPINNING WHEEL.
ROUND goes the wheel, the merry wheel, The sun shines bright and clear;
The flax is spinning on the reel,