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    SHEPHERDS SONGWhen primrose tufts and daffodils . Smell sweetly from the breezy hills ; When nightingales do softly sing , O ! then we learn the time is Spring .

    When trees are leafy , roses * blown , When fragrant hay is gaily mown ; When cuckoos shout and wild-bees hum , * Tis then we know that Summer ' s come .

    When golden grain is gather ed all , When mellow'd pears and apples fall ; When hooting owls at night we hear , TFis then we say . —the Autumn ' s near .

    When trees are bare , and streams are still , When cheerful fires the chimnies fill ; When red-breasts on our tables stand , Ah ! then , cold Winter is at hand J

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    494 Lines tn my New Testament . —Shepherd's Song *

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    In shorty hath Nature in her kindest mood , Blest thee with genius ?—and , hath Art bestew'd Her vast attainments ?—what will these aTail ,

    In life ' s decline , when health and vigour fail ; When fell disease from which no aid can save *

    Shall point the way to an eternal grave ? Eternal grave ! heart-sickening is the sound ; From fate so dread , can no relief be found ? Can Nature in her various aspects shew

    No ground for hope to mitigate this woe ? Can Reason , or can Science e ' er display , A future life to chear the wanderer ' s way ? No ! not to these , the poor opprest good man Otves hopes of joy beyond this narrow span .

    If there be aught can bid his sorrows cease , And whisper to his wounded spirit peace ; It is this-book , this book to which he owes

    Those blessings that no other book bestows ; Owes heav ' n-born hope , which midst his daily toil ,

    Will still point forward with an angel smile Will still attend him on his weary road , And lead him to his Father and his God !

    y jtfanctiester * W . P .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Sept. 2, 1807, page 494, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2384/page/42/