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Page 101 - Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear, To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No withered witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew.
Page 31 - In that day I will perform against Eli all things which I have spoken concerning his house: when I begin, I will also make an end. For I have told him that I will judge his house for ever for the iniquity which he knoweth ; because his sons made themselves vile, and he restrained them not.
Page 18 - AND the children of Israel did evil in the sight of the Lord : and the Lord delivered them into the hand of Midian seven years.
Page 292 - midst the chase on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell. Each lonely scene shall thee restore, For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd, till life can charm no more ; And mourn'd, till Pity's self be dead.
Page 32 - Let burning coals fall upon them: let them be cast into the fire; into deep pits, that they rise not up again.
Page 32 - But mine eyes are unto thee, O GOD the LORD : in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
Page 1 - With all the forms, and hues, and airs, That haunt her sweetest spot. We gaze upon thy calm pure sphere, And read of Heaven's eternal year. Oh, when, amid the throng of men, The heart grows sick of hollow mirth, How willingly we turn us then Away from this cold earth, And look into thy azure breast, For seats of innocence and rest ! "I CANNOT FORGET WITH WHAT FERVID DEVOTION.