ew, [Part 2 5. Now take a sim'i-le at hand; Prunet all the stragglers of your vine; SECTION VIII. Dependence on Providence. 3. Be still, nor anxious thoughts employ; On God for all events depend; You cannot want, when God's your friend. 4. The hand which form'd thee in the womb, God is ǎlike, both good and wise, That sorrows darken half the scene. And a calm conscience crowns the whole: You can't in reason wish for more: And if kind Heav'n this cóm'fórt brings, 'Tis more than Heav'n bestows on kings. CHAPTER IV. DESCRIPTIVE PIECES. SECTION I. The pleasures of retirement. 1. HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound; Content to breathe his native air, a In his own ground. 2. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, 3. Blest who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft ǎway, Quiet by day. 5. Thus let me live, unseen, unknown; Steal from the world, and not a stone The Sluggard. 1. 'Tis the voice of the sluggard; I heard him complain, "You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber ǎgain'."* As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. 2. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber;" 3. I pass'd by his gàrden, I saw the wild brier, The thorn, and the thistle, grow broader and higher. The clothes that hang on him àre turning to rags; And his money still wastes, till he starves, or he begs. 4. I made him a visit, still hoping to find He had ta'en better care for improving his mind: He told me his dreams, talk'd of eating and drinking; But he scarce reads the Bible, and never loves thinking. 5. Said I then to my heart, "Here's a lesson for me; That man's but a picture of what I might be : But thanks to my friends for their care in my breeding, Who taught me betimes to love working and reading." SECTION III. Creation and Prov'idenc. 1. I SING th' almighty power of God, That made the môûn'tains rise e; WATTS. SECTION IV. A morning in Spring. I. Lo! the bright, the rosy morning, 2 Nature now in all her beauty, With her gently moving tongue, 3. See the early blossoms springing! |