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actual exhibition of the principles themselves, and a uniform recognition of their supreme importance;-it is by a parental conduct, steadily manifesting the conviction, that, with every proper attention to the acquirements, the accomplishments, and the comforts of life, the chief concern of moral beings relates to the life which is to come. domestic society, bound together by these principles, can retire, as it were, from the haunts of men, and retreat within a sanctuary where the storms of the world cannot enter. When thus met together in the interchange of mutual affections and mutual confidence, they presont the anticipation of that period, when, after the tumults of life are over, they shall meet again 'no wanderer lost, a family in heaven.""-Abercrombie's Moral Feelings.

O THOU dread Power, who reign'st above,

I know Thou wilt me hear,

When for this scene of peace and love
I make my prayer sincere.

The hoary sire-the mortal stroke
Long, long, be pleased to spare!
To bless his little filial flock,

And show what good men are.
She, who her lovely offspring eyes
With tender hopes and fears,
O, bless her with a mother's joys,
But spare a mother's tears!

Their hope, their stay, their darling youth,
In manhood's dawning blush;

Bless him, thou God of love and truth,

Up to a parent's wish!

The beauteous, seraph sister-band,

With earnest tears I pray,

Thou know'st the snares on every hand,

Guide Thou their steps alway!

When soon or late they reach that coast,
O'er life's rough ocean driven,

May they rejoice, no wanderer lost,
A family in heaven!'

1. I am not aware that any writer previous to Burns put this beautiful idea in the same light; but since his time it has been re-echoed by many, and it is indeed so striking that it is not likely to

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be forgotten. Dr. Arnold, in one of his letters, I think, speaks of " the blessing of a whole household transplanted entire from earth to heaven without one failure."

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A hundred fathoms, one and all, below the earth we dwell

A mist was driving down the British Channel
A nightingale, that all day long

A spade a rake! a hoe!

A thousand miles from land are we

A vessel sailed from Albion's shore

Away ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!
A wet sheet and a flowing sea

A wish (I mind its power)

A white sail gleaming on the flood

Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me
Alone I walked the ocean strand

All are architects of Fate

All hail! thou noble land

All now is vanished. Virtue sole survives

All's for the best! be sanguine and cheerful
Among the deepest shades of night

And this place my forefathers made for man!

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And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!)
And wherefore do the poor complain?

An Orpheus! an Orpheus! he works on the crowd
Around the fire, one wintry night.

Arouse thee, Soul!

Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise

Beautiful, sublime, and glorious

Beauteous Isle, and plenteous!.

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Burg Niedeck is a mountain in Alsace, high and strong

But are ye sure the news is true?

But what strange art, what magic can dispose

Child of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight

Children we are all of one Great Father, in whatever clime

Come, messmates! 'tis time to hoist our sail

Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear

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Emblem of eternity, unbeginning, endless sea!
England's heart! oh, never fear

England, with all thy faults I love thee still

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Ethereal minstrel! pilgrim of the sky!

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Fired at first sight, with what the muse imparts

Great men have been among us, hands that penned

Hail beauteous stranger of the grove!
Hail, holy light, offspring of heaven first-born
Hail to thee, blithe spirit!

Happy Britannia! where the Queen of Arts
Happy they! the happiest of their kind
Hark from the dim church tower
Heart of the people! working men!
Higher, higher will we climb

He ne'er had seen one earthly night
Hurrah! hurrah for England!.

Ho! brother, I'm a Britisher

Hope! lively cheerer of the mind

Hope, when I mourn with sympathising mind
How cheery are the mariners

I am monarch of all I survey

I ask not for his lineage.

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers

I climbed the dark brow of the mighty Hellvellyn

I see before me the gladiator lie

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I, to herd with narrow foreheads, vacant of our glorious gains

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I'm very glad the spring is come, the sun shines out so bright

Inland, within a hollow vale, I stood.

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In the tempest of life when the wave and the gale
Island of bliss! amid the subject seas

Is this a time to be cloudy and sad

It is summer! it is summer! how beautiful it looks

It was a summer's evening.

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It was when from Spain across the main, the Cid had come

Much would it please you sometimes to explore.
My ear is pained, my heart is sick

My boy, thou wilt dream the world is fair

My God, I heard this day

My own age! my own age

Nature never did betray the heart that loved her
Never give up! it is wiser and better.

Night is the time for rest

Now gentle gales, fanning their odoriferous wings
Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger
Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile.

O how canst thou renounce the boundless store.
Oh! 'tis a pleasant dream (if dream it be)
O Life! without thy checquered scene
O Thou dread Power, who reign❜st above
Of Nelson and the North

Oh! call my brother back to me!
Oh, deem not they are blest alone.

Oh for the coming of that glorious time
Oh! I shall not forget, until memory depart
Oh, Hesperus! thou bringest all good things
Oh, let me bask amid the beams