. The literature of all nations and all ages; history, character, and incident . poor heartShould suage itself, and be let loose to the bare earth be all our resting place,Its roots our food, some clifif our habitation,Ill make this arm a pillow for thy head;And as thou sighing, liest, and swelled with sorrow,Creep to thy bosom, pour the balm of loveInto thy soul, and kiss thee to thy rest ;Then praise our God, and watch thee till the morning. Jaf. Hear this, you Heavens, and wonder how youmade her!Reign, reign, ye monarchs, that divide the world:Busy rebellion neer would let you

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. The literature of all nations and all ages; history, character, and incident . poor heartShould suage itself, and be let loose to the bare earth be all our resting place,Its roots our food, some clifif our habitation,Ill make this arm a pillow for thy head;And as thou sighing, liest, and swelled with sorrow,Creep to thy bosom, pour the balm of loveInto thy soul, and kiss thee to thy rest ;Then praise our God, and watch thee till the morning. Jaf. Hear this, you Heavens, and wonder how youmade her!Reign, reign, ye monarchs, that divide the world:Busy rebellion neer would let you knowTranquillity and happiness like mine;Like gaudy ships, the obsequious billows rise again, to lift you in your pride;They wait but for a storm, and then devour you !I, in my private bark, already wrecked,Like a poor merchant, driven to unknown had, by chance, packed up his choicest treasureIn one dear casket, and saved only that:Since I must wander farther on the hug my little, but my precious to scorn and trust my fate no

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