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Page 88 - WHATEVER brawls disturb the street, There should be peace at home; Where sisters dwell and brothers meet Quarrels should never come. Birds in their little nests agree ; And 'tis a shameful sight, When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Page 70 - The school-boy, wandering through the wood To pull the primrose gay, Starts, the new voice of Spring to hear, And imitates thy lay. What time the pea puts on the bloom, Thou fliest thy vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another Spring to 'hail. Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Page 100 - While others early learn to swear, And curse, and lie, and steal ; Lord, I am taught Thy name to fear, And do Thy holy will.
Page 116 - Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain! But now the fair traveller's come to the west, H.is rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; He paints the sky gay as he sinks to his rest, And foretells a bright rising again.
Page 70 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Page 92 - HAPPY the child whose youngest years Receive instruction well; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears The road that leads to hell. When we devote our youth to God, 'Tis pleasing in his eyes : A flower, when offer'd in the bud, Is no vain sacrifice.
Page 53 - O Lord our God, arise! Scatter his enemies, And make them fall; Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks: On Thee our hopes we fix — God save us all!
Page 119 - The light of truth to us display, And make us know and choose Thy way : Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart.
Page 88 - ABROAD in the meadows to see the young lambs Run sporting about by the side of their dams, With fleeces so clean and so white ; Or a nest of young doves in a large open cage, When they play all in love, without anger or rage, How much...