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"Thy mealy cap is worth my crown,— "Thy mill my kingdom's fee!

"Such men as thou art England's boast, "O miller of the Dee."

89. THE BLIND BOY.

O SAY what is that thing called Light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
O tell your poor blind boy!

You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night?

My day or night myself I make
Whene'er I sleep or play:
And could I ever keep awake,
With me 'twere always day.

With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne'er can know.

Then let not what I cannot have

My cheer of mind destroy;
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.

Mackay.

Cibber.

90.-MY GOOD RIGHT HAND.

I FELL into grief, and began to complain;

I looked for a friend, but I sought him in vain;
Companions were shy, and acquaintance were cold,
They gave me good counsel, but dreaded their gold.
"Let them go," I exclaimed, "I've a friend at my side,
"To lift me, and aid me, whatever betide."

To trust to the world is to build on the sand:-
I'll trust but in Heaven and my good Right Hand.

My courage revived, in my fortune's despite,

And

my hand was as strong as my spirit was light; It raised me from sorrow, it saved me from pain; It fed me, and clad me, again and again.

The friends who had left me came back every one,
And darkest advisers looked bright as the sun;
I need them no more, as they all understand,-
I thank thee, I trust thee, my good Right Hand!

Mackay.

91. GOD SAVE THE QUEEN.

God save our noble Queen!

Long live our gracious Queen!

GOD save the Queen!

Send her victorious,

Happy and glorious,

Long to reign over us ;

GOD save the Queen!

O LORD our God, arise!
Scatter her enemies,

And make them fall!

Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks ;
On Thee our hopes we fix ;
GOD save us all!

Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign!

May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause,

To sing, with heart and voice,
GOD save the Queen!

THE END.

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C. CULL, HOUGHTON STREET, STRAND.

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