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OR second He that rode sublime,
and time :
JE loved the world that hated him—the
That dropped upon his Bible was fin
Affailed by scandal and the tongue of
IRM wast thou, humble and wise,
Honest, pure, free from disguise ;
Comfort in sorrow of every sort.
ERE Martyn lies! In manhood's early
Immortal trophies ! Not with slaughter red,
HESE are thy glorious works, Thou
Source of Good !
FIVE while you live, the Epicure will
UR birth is but a fleep and a forgetting :
The soul that rises with us, our
And cometh from afar-
And not in utter nakedness,
From God, who is our home-
Upon the growing boy-
O me the thought of death is terrible,
it is not
, Out of a tent already luminous With light that shines through its transparent walls. Death.-The Three Graces.
WHAT is death? 'Tis life's last shore,
THE THREE GRACES.
H! give me Faith!
fied — Lasting till death!
Hope give me, too ! The glorious hope that Thou, O God! art mine ; This beacon light in me for ever shine,
Joyful and true.
And give me Love !