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An infant is a selfish sprite; But what of that? the sweet deligh… Which from participation springs, Is quite unknown to these young th… We elder children then will smile
Abject, stooping, old, and wan, See yon wretched beggar—man; Once a father’s hopeful heir, Once a mother’s tender care. When too young to understand
Smiling river, smiling river, On thy bosom sun—beams play; Though they’re fleeting, and retre… Thou hast more deceit than they. In thy channel, in thy channel,
By myself walking, To myself talking, When as I ruminate On my untoward fate, Scarcely seem I
Whether beneath sweet beds of rose… As foolish little Ann supposes, The spirit of a babe reposes Before it to the body come; Or, as philosophy more wise
SISTER. I am to write three lines, and you Three others that will rhyme. There—now I’ve done my task. BROTHER.
The motes up and down in the sun Ever restlessly moving we see; Whereas the great mountains stand… Unless terrible earthquakes there… If these atoms that move up and do…
The drunkard’s sin, excess in wine… Which reason drowns, and health de… As yet no failing is of thine, Dear Jim; strong drink’s not give… You from the cool fresh stream all…
After the tempest in the sky How sweet yon rainbow to the eye! Come, my Matilda, now while some Few drops of rain are yet to come, In this honeysuckle bower
O why your good deeds with such pr… And why that self—satisfied smile At the shilling you gave to the po… That lifted you over the stile? 'Tis not much; all the bread that…
Friend of my earliest years and ch… My joys, my sorrows, thou with me… Companion dear, and we alike have… (Poor pilgrims we) through life’s… It were unwisely done, should we r…
My feeble Muse, that fain her bes… Write, at command of Frances West… But feels her wits not in their be… Fell lately on some idle fancies, As she’s much given to romances,
Margaret, in happy hour, Christen’d from that humble flower Which we a daisy call! May thy pretty name—sake be In all things a type of thee,
Anna was always full of thought As if she’d many sorrows known, Yet mostly her full heart was frau… With troubles that were not her ow… For the whole school to Anna used…
A Merchant, who by generous pains Prospered in honourable gains, Could boast, his wealth and fame t… Three manly Sons, three Daughters… With these he felt supremely blest…