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Oh! would that the world could but feel the repose, Which the mind thus retiring unceasingly knows : For at morning or noon, in the evening or night, My Arbour is still the lov’d scene of delight.
To some secure and more than mortal height,
While He, from all the stormy passions free
He sometimes partakes of my cheerful fire side,
Without pride or anger he shews me my faults,
He reproves to my face, is no back-biting foe,
And the same of a friend, Oh! he never assaults,
And, sooner than wound, would all converse forego.
3 Caprice and ill-humour ne'er enter his mind, Of forms independent, he still is the same, For Noble or Learn'd I was never declin'd, Nor denied e'er to others who mention'd my name.
Tho' high his extraction, and nurtur'd with care, No grand entertainments he ever requir’d, Full oft of my crust will he cheerfully share, And hath long held his talk as my embers expir’d. 4. To him it ne'er matters if ill or well drest, He turns not away, tho' by fashion I'm scorn’d ; E’en my days the most lowly have suited him best, And my path of contempt hath he gladly adorn'd.
This friend hath a heart that is open to all,
He makes no distinctions of great or of small,
XXII. THE SUMMER, EVENING. BY THE REW. T. B. GREAVES. --> -o1 Tho' hot was the Sun in the morn when he rose, And scorching his heat thro’ the toil of the day, Yet cool and serene of his course is the close, And Labour reposes, and Care is away. 2 Thus oft from the morn, thro’ the noon of his life, Toils man, led by turbulent ardour to grieve; But, cooling at length, he relinquishes strife, With wisdom serenely enjoying his eve.
2 'Gainst Frenchmen, and Mynheers, and Dons, With brave St. Vincent, Howe, and Duncan, Ned with his shipmates plied the guns, Till all were taken, fled or sunken; And still, 'mid storms, or battles' din, He felt a peaceful calm within.
4 But now, reluctant, lash'd ashore, By orders that demand obedience, Ned ne'er must tempt the ocean more, Till launch'd by Death for unknown regions; And may he, then, 'mid fate's dread din, Outride the storm with peace within.