The Harp of Zion, a Collection of Poems (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1853 Excerpt: ... Nor a wound but has always a balm When the clouds of adversity gather around, And our friends turn their backs in disdain, Though the world should conspire all our hopes to confound, Let us up and go try it again, again Let us up and go try it again The fears of sad parting, the pangs of regret, The sighs of fond hope, or dull care, Are feelings implanted to make us respect The death-sting of hopeless despair Yes, the tear-drop of sorrow may darken the eye, Like the sunbeams obscured by the rain, But the clouds will disperse over hope's gloomy sky, And cheer up our prospects again, again And cheer up our prospects again Then why should we shrink, though the chances of fate, Are mingled in life's bitter cup "Fis a mixture designed by kind Heaven to elate, And strengthen us ne'er to give up. Then come weal, or come woe, let whatever betide, Let us run, for the prize we'll obtain; Though the race may be lost by the swiftest who ride, Let us up and go try it again, again Let us up and go try it again CONTENTMENT. INSCRIBED TO MRS. HODGETTS, WORCESTER. The rich that lie on beds o' down, Have something still to mar their rest; And even he who wears a crown, With happiness is seldom blest But I'm determined gowd or gear Shall ne'er disturb the peace I hae, When poortith frowns, 'tis cauld-rife cheer To hanker on life's thorny way. Contented, I would envy not What fortune has denied me here; But seek within my humble cot, Joys that to virtue aye are dear, And blest wi' health and strength o' nerve, To warsel wi' the storms o' fate, I'll seek the power whilk can preserve My present hopes and future state My wife an' I have made a rule, To lend to each a helping han', And I'm determined no to snoul And she's as settled no to bann She has her faults 'tis ...