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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;
OW is the stately column broke ;
The beacon light is quenched in smoke;
100D when He gives, supremely good;
Nor less when He denies; Afflictions, from His sovereign hand,
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 foul is happy in the skies !
Weep not for these! but weep 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 reft.
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;
OW fading are the joys we dote upon!
Like apparitions seen and gone ;
Are the most exquisite and strong;
Like angels' visits, short and bright, Mortality's too weak to bear them long.
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, I catch the streaming rays that fly From eternity's own light.
Worldly Joys.- Praise.
UT pleasures are like poppies spread,
ERE every faultering tongue of man,
Almighty Father, silent in thy praise,
E’en in the depths of solitary woods