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HOURS OF SORROW
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Weep with them that weep."
Romans, xii. 15.
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The world's a room of sickness, where each heart
Knows its own anguish and unrest
The truest wisdom there, and noblest art,
LONDON:
JAMES NISBET AND CO., BERNERS STREET.
1836.
LONDON :
PAGE
To the Reader . 1
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76
A Dream 80
A Vision,composed during a Thunderstorm in the
Night
On the Death of Two Infants
Anticipations
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84
88
91
On the Words uttered by a Dying Child, speaking
of Jesus .94
On Young
On
On
a Friend's Illness
a restless Night, in Illness
hearing a Canary- Bird sing in London
.... . .101
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99
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144
146
Hymn for a Dying Bed 149
Prayer for a departing Spirit
Hymn of the emancipated Soul
Closing Sonnet
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HOURS OF SORROW
TO THE READER.
THE MINSTREL.
awhile
To hear one speak :
THE WANDERER.
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12
But w hen on
T
his bosom the winter-winds beat,
v>>
ST. MATTHEW, v. 4.
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RETROSPECTION.
Once to me united,
16
they ;
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THE SKYLARK.
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21
ON SACRED MUSIC.
tongue,
Or some strain that in childhood delighted his ear,
last :
birth,
the strains.
;
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25
twined around :
prove ;
our guide,
The prop selected for our stay oft proves a reed
when tried.
—
; ;
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fragrance breathes.
appointed hope ?
27
But Reason the firm mind may win, and nerve its
high resolves,
While on its axis, dark within, the restless heart
revolves.
2S
fade away ;
ever.
; ;
29
THE REQUIEM.
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Life has one joy the less, and one sorrow the more,
And my heart, for a season, must mourn :
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ON NOAH'S DOVE.
A SIMILITUDE.
33
THE VESTAL.
ON A SPRING MORNING.
35
OX AN EARLY VIOLET.
37
Repose is shed
Its accents fall like balm upon the heart,
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TO THE NIGHTINGALE.
close,
40
Bewilder'd, discontented
Fatigu'd they roam o'er hill and plain,
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e 2
; ;
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Is wiped away.
In prayer to thee.
! —
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A PRAYER AT MIDNIGHT.
48
given."
The Saviour changes not, but now sends down.
E'en from his glorious mediatorial throne,
Whence all our wandering footsteps he can trace,
The same sweet tokens of forgiving grace.
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Be heard within.
53
ON A FROSTY EVENING.
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ON THE FORGET-ME-NOT.
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TO A WIDOWED FRIEND.
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TO THE EVENING-STAR.
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A seat of rest
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Celestial air
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X : . _ my appal thee ;
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' Yet fear me not ! with gentlest hand
I will unloose thy bonds of clay ;
He ceased —
the listener sweetly smiled,
;
Entrance to me is minister'd
!"
Abundantly ! abundantly
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A DREAM.
82
Swiftly we r
pass'd that gloomy shore
Darkness and clouds were all withdrawn :
84
A VISION,
COMPOSED DURING A THUNDERSTORM IN THE NIGHT.
Then I look'd up ;
— I look'd around ;
—
My soul was strong and calm ;
87
Sweet babes !
Sweet babes !
Sweet babes ?
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Sweet babes !
ANTICIPATIONS.
93
In glory rise.
94
Tripping so lightly.
98
It is thy peace.
It is thy peace.
It is thy peace.
It is thy peace.
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It is thy peace.
;
101
LONDON.
well.
dure display,
And the tufts of the cocoa-nut shine in its ray.
k 2
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So sweet, so calm!
A sweeter strain.
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108
EPITAPH.
charms.
But though we thought her shelter'd from all harms,
This damp terrestrial climate proved too cold.
Her Shepherd watch'd her drooping, and mean-
while
" The everlasting arms" were underneath :
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112
l 2
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THE PILGRIM.
A traveller hastening on
Through scenes which quickly, disappear
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TO A MOTHER,
ON THE DEATH OF A CHILD OF GREAT PROMISE.
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119
TO A MOTHER
BEREAVED OF HER ONLY DAUGHTER.
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121
TO FAITH.
WRITTEN IN ILLNESS.
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124
My spirit fraught
With deepest reverence, with intense desire,
Will listen to that voice, and never tire.
—
125
claim' d,
126
shone ?
thee yearn.
! !
127
Remembrancers will be
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Or touch it so,
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THE ARK.
tops veil'd,
The ark, borne on high, in tranquillity sail'd,
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Then I am still.
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llich d r(i -
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strange,
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Ye deign to employ
Harps which breathe round such thrilling melody ?
gain."
CLOSING SONNET.
THE END.