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TALISMAN . . From the Persian . God ' s is the £ ast ! God ' s is the west ! And the northern an # the southern land Sleep in the peace of a tieav ' nly hand .
He , the only lawful might , Wills for every being *—right : Of his hundred titles tytn This be highest prais'd I— -Amen , O if error should betray the , Be thou there to save and stay me . Lead me in tlie paths of duty , Through life's concerns and music ' s beautv .
All that ' s low and vain , sublime Towards a better , brighter clime ! Let not the spirit sink into the clod , But soar on its own wings to heav ' n—to God ! Life is a ' myst ' ry man-cann-ot explain , We drink the air , we breath it forth
again , And that oppresses us , and this revives r So strangely miugled are our mortal lives . Adore thy God when mis e ries distress thee—* Adore thy God when his kind smiles release thee . Gothe's Divan , pp . 9 , 10 . A ,
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Jesus lives—and we shall lire ; Jesus sits enthron'd in heav ' n : He shall crowns of glory give , He hath crowns of glory giv ' n . Now the power of death is past , Christians ! gird yoiir armour on ye ? To your friend , your brother haste , See , he waits—he spailes upon ye . A ,
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sonnet * { From ApelQutherus . ] TO jPJjpTY . Bright Seraph , on whose Jieav ' n-directed feot a . A train of loveliest virtues , stiJI attend And own t } iy fost ' ring Influence ; while they be , nd ^\ nd pour with do wn-cas t eye and re
verence meet ; , The pray ' r of faith before the mercyrseat ! Inspir ed by Thee , my guardian , guide \ and friendi * O let niy grateful song of praise ascend \ i \ to the heav ' n of heav ' ns , like incense sweet !
far frow the hypocrite , whpse pomjaus Anil costly ritual court surrquwcting . fKyes " ; ^ ,. ,. . • ¦¦ .. •; \ > . ' ' And far frow him wbobQP ^ Wjba *? h « i » y * n „ bestows . ,, . ¦ . jlui' r . - " Frp ; n ) pM + VV 9 trjWt&& .:: 9 tftyW *> im& ej
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aONNJET . From " Poems for Youtk % by a Family Circie ?" O blessed be the tear that sadly roll' 4 For me , my mother I down ^ by care- * worj * cheek ,
That with an angel ' s fei ^ pur did bespeak r A warmer tale than language ever told , And pour'd such balm upon my spirit , weak
And wounded , in a world so har § h and cold , , As that wherewith &ri angel would uphold Those that astray heav ' n ' s holy guidance seek , fold though it pass'd away , and soon as shed
. Seem d , ever lost , to vanish from thine eve Yet only to the . dearest store it fled Of nxy remembrance , where it now doth lie , Like a thrice-precioas relic of the dead , The choicest jewel pf its treasury .
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HYMN . Jesus lives , and we in him ; Jesus frozen the grave is risen ; He hat ; h burst the darkness dim Of his narrow , earthly prison . See him * thropi'd ifi light , ascend To the highest jifcav'ri of glory . See your bro | th « r , aee your friend , Tracing out your path before ye , Jesua lives—and fo # . Ss , gone , Blessed mansions to prepare uuu Courag e , Ghriatiane ! travel on , ; ' \ Heavfn and happiness are wear wi * Earth is not the Christian ' s home * < To a betterrcountry tending : Jesus hath subdued the tomb , See him o ' er its clouds ascettduig .
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The natural world is bright to see , But brighter the world of poetry ; Its fields t its beams , its night and day , Its rainbow hues ' and its silver gray , 'Tis beauteous below ^— 'tis majestic above x And fairest when seen thro' the glass of love . Idem , p . 178 ,
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1820, page 481, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2491/page/37/
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