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UR hearts are fastened to the world
By strong and endless ties,
forrow cuts a string,
When Heaven would kindly set us free,
And earth's enchantment end; It takes the most effectual means, And robs us of a friend.
OW is the stately column broke ;
The beacon light is quenched in smoke;
Nor less when He denies;
Are blesings in disguise.
H! weep not for the gathered rose !
Oh! mourn not for the friend that
In beauty's breast the flow'ret blows,
The soul is happy in the skies ! Weep not for these! but
for them, The unloved, the friendless, the unknown; The flowers that wither on the stem,
The living that must live alone!
sweet, The freight of holy feeling which we meet, In thoughtful moments, wafted by the gales From fields where good men walk, or bowers wherein they rest.
LOVE to see yon glorious Sun,
First tinge the East with purple dye; And then with glowing splendour run
Along the lofty azure sky.
I love to see the Orb of night
Glide o'er her glittering starry way,
Upon the water's surface play.
Religion's calm and flowery ways;
JOW fading are the joys we dote upon!
Like apparitions seen and gone;
Are the most exquisite and strong ;
Like angels' visits, short and bright,
JOHN NORRIS, 17th Cent.
Apart from friends below,
Thou only canst bestow.
Alone how can I feel?
When faith's clear vision seems like fight, When Truth's eternal stores reveal
To my glad heart delight.
Trembling, I seem to lie
So near the heavenly portals bright,
UT pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the Borealis race,
ERE every faultering tongue of man,
Almighty Father, filent in thy praise,
E’en in the depths of solitary woods