Shall boldly sweep the fervor-kindling string, And while I chaunt his mercies here below, The Middle Walk of Life. ANGEL, who guard'st the middle walk of life, There may I wander from the beaten track, Nor fear a snake will cross me in my way; Say, ye who love the mountain top to tread, Are you in aught more fully blest than I? Has the Great God his ev'ry blessing sent you, and left me destitute and poor? Το Feel I not in me some equivalent ? Ah! Yes-content and peace: what need I more. Thus, o'er the vilet, the rank weed and thorn Verses written on the Close of the Year. THANKLESS for favors from on high Man thinks he fades too soon : Though 'tis his privilege to die, But he, not wise enough to scan Would gladly stretch life's little spän To ages, where he goes! Gall'd by affliction's heavy chain, And hopeless of repose! Strange fondness of the human heart, Enamour'd of its harm! Strange world, that costs it so much smart, And yet has pow'r to charm! Whence has the world its magic pow'r ; Recoil from weary life's best hour, The cause is, conscience,-conscience oft Then, anxious to be longer spared, "Tis judgment shakes him!-There's the fea That prompt's his wish to stay: He has incurr'd a long arrear, And must despair to pay. Pay! follow Christ, and all is paid; The Contented Mechanic. WEARIED with labors of the day, I pass the hours of night away I rise refresh'd, when morn appears, Then offer up my fervent pray'rs And grateful thanks to heaven. Contented with a frugal meal, And what concerns the common weal In politics, I wave. The busy crowd I always shun, Where vicious habits please; Nor, till my task of labor's done, I close the day, well pleased to find In useful labor, tune the mind Thus, to the end of life may I A Birth-Day Thought for Youth. CAN I, all gracious providence! Can I deserve thy care? Have I not been defended still From dangers, and from death h; Been safe preserved from ev'ry ill, E'er since thou gavest me breath. |