XIII. LOVE. LL I feel, and hear, and see, God of love, is full of Thee! Heaven's refplendent countenance- Hath this record-" God is love." Sounds among the vales and hills, All the hopes and fears that start REV. J. R. TAYLOR. XIV. LOVE. HEY fin who tell us Love can die- In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Earthly these paffions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indeftructible Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth; Too oft on Earth a troubled gueft, Then hath in Heaven its perfect reft; Oh! when a Mother meets on high The day of woe, the watchful night, SOUTHEY. XV. LOVE. Y Joy, my Life, my Crown! My heart was meaning all the day, And ftill it runneth mutt'ring up and With only this, My Joy, my Life, my Crown! Yet flight not these few words; The fineneffe which a hymne or pfalme affords, He who craves all the minde, And all the foul, and ftrength, and time, Juftly complains, that fomewhat is behinde Whereas if th' heart be moved, God doth supplie the want. As when th' heart fays (fighing to be approved) Oh, could I love! and ftops; God writeth, Loved. GEORGE HERBERT. XVI. LIFE. MAN, confider thoughtfully, Gently and by degrees, Thus thou too muft decrease; Thy days and years how few! We fall indeed quite lightly; We never cease to run. Thy latest hour is done! THOLUCK. H XVII. LIFE. JOW fwiftly glide life's tranfient scenes away! "Like vernal leaves men flourish and decay." Thus fung, in days of yore, the Chian This maxim all have heard, but none regard. What fruitless fchemes amufe our blooming years! SIMONIDES. XVIII. LIFE. ET not the ftealing god of fleep furprise, eyes, Ere every action of the former day, With reverence at thy own tribunal stand, Where have I been? In what have I tranfgreffed? 66 Rejoice, my heart, for all went well to-day." PYTHAGORAS. |