Madmoments: or First Verseattempts By a Bornnatural. Addressed to the Lightheaded of Society at Large, by Henry Ellison |
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CONSCIENCE. |
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CONSCIENCE.
Oh thou sweet Voice, thou Voice of dearest Friend,For ever prompting at my inmost Ear
To Thoughts of holy Awe, and wholesome Fear
Of that which is not right, 'tis thine to send
After a Gooddeed Music that doth blend
With our Soul's very Essence, and we hear
The far off Angelchoirs more sweet and near,
Whispering in Joy around: oh! that each End
Of Life may meet thy Praise, still gently give
Me holy Admonitions how to live:
Oh may I list thy sweet Voice evermore
Tuning my Soul to Music: let the Strife
Of earthly Sounds have o'er my Ear no Power,
But in thy calm, deep Wisdom be my Lore!
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