Heart-whole, I'd smile at grief and pain, Content with godliness is gain,*. Unanswer'd hope's vexation. 10 Oh! then, unless thus good and kind May Heav'n bestow Contentment : Sad symptoms of resentment. 11 Be ev'ry station where I'm plac'd, 12 If Patron e'er become myself,- Is his to give another ?— Oh! then, I pray sincere, that I And hold that man my Brother. 1 Tim. vi. 6. 13 And, as the man's more blest who gives,* X. HEALTH. BY DR. COTTON. 1 ATTEND my precepts, thoughtless youths, Ere age has silver'd o'er your brow: Has sown in vice, shall reap in tears. 2 The subject of my song is Health, *Acts xx. 35. Can the young mind distrust its worth? Consult the monarchs of the earth: Imperial Czars, and Sultans own No gem so bright that decks their throne; Each for this pearl his crown would quit, And turn a rustic, or a cit. 3 Mark, tho' the blessing's lost with ease, The marble monuments proclaim, 4 Let temp'rance constantly preside, XI. THE PROVERBS OF THREESCORE: Affectionately addressed to Eighteen. BY NATHANIEL BLOOMFIELD. 1 HAVE you seen the delightless abode, Age wishes no longer to bear. His lone wailings sends up to the skies? "Tis the man whose young prime was mispent ; "Tis he who so bitterly sighs. 2 His youth, sunk in profligate waste, Left no comforts life's evening to cheer; He must only its bitterness taste, No friend, no kind relative near. Have left him alone to despair, 3 Have you seen the delectable place, 4 And his is the godlike delight, The power to relieve the distress'd! Who can contemplate blessings so bright, And not wish to be equally bless'd. Then let not the means be forgot: Remember, and mark this great truth ; 'Twas not chance fix'd his prosperous lot, 'Twas the virtues of provident Youth. 5 If such a bright prospect can charm, With the hope to be wealthy and wise; O cherish the noble design, The maxims of Prudence pursue, Application and Industry join, Thus Plenty and Peace will you woo. |