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    Thee ,. God of eiidless dajte , * c Olfi : gretefttl souls $ MU bless ^ * Whose love f * # lftngs our B * es , And shotted ea « h past distress ;

    Art op'nmg year Thy gifts renews $ Let not our hearts Their praise refuse I

    Frail , fleeting life ! how soon May thy probation close ; And they who prize thee most , In the still grave repose I Tliy joys are brief , Not made to last ; And change comes o'er Thy seasons fast .

    Then , mortal ! pause , and trace Time ' s progress , and thine own ! Shall earth thy cares engage , When better things are known I

    Oh , fix thy love On heav ' nly bliss- ; All other good Shall fail , but this . Time ' s measur ed term shall end ! Then dawns th' eternal day ,

    Whose sun shall never set * Nor slriae with clouded ray : When virtue ' s sons To heav ' n shall rise , With glory crowned , That never dies .

    Then , let thy zeal be strong , Life ' s purpose to fulfil ; And work , with all thy pow e rs , Thy righteous Father ' s will : So shall ttiy deeds Be truly bless'd * And death conduct To endless rest .

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    Is life a d ' ream ? Then let me slumber still , And let earth ' s visions 3 © $ t before mine eyes ,

    Clad in the semblance of ftsaiity . If they suffice the yeariiing heart to , fijl , To exercise its joys ' , its hopes , its fears , Thro * all th' uncertain measure of our years , Why are not men content ? perverse of will | -

    They change , they fade , and life itself exhales Like morning dew upoa the tender flower , Or incense breath'd firom rose-encircled bower . It passes like a song— -like passionate tales Told into beauty ' s . everJbtemng' ear ; Or , drawing the close circle yet more near , As spirit-stirring scenes- stand forth * iu words of power .

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    STANZAS

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1826, page 48, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2544/page/48/