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MORAL REFLECTION.
See down the stream yon painted vessel glide,
Borne on alike by prosp'rous wind and tide;
Whilst on the deck her giddy inmates stand
Unheeding they're so near the destin'd land;
When told that they can linger there no more,
Unwilling, trembling, try an unknown shore.
Borne on alike by prosp'rous wind and tide;
Whilst on the deck her giddy inmates stand
Unheeding they're so near the destin'd land;
When told that they can linger there no more,
Unwilling, trembling, try an unknown shore.
But mark yon bark upon the angry waves,
Whose fury the experienced pilot braves;
And the poor weary passenger to cheer,
Points to the rugged coast which they draw near;
Safe in the haven, on the destin'd shore
They find repose; nor wish to wander more.
Whose fury the experienced pilot braves;
And the poor weary passenger to cheer,
Points to the rugged coast which they draw near;
Safe in the haven, on the destin'd shore
They find repose; nor wish to wander more.
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So 'tis with life; who pass down the flood,
Fortune and pleasure filling ev'ry sail;
Here fix their heart, here seek their only good,
And dread the hour when all those joys must fail;
While they who buffet with misfortune's wave,
Extend their hopes of peace beyond the grave.
Fortune and pleasure filling ev'ry sail;
Here fix their heart, here seek their only good,
And dread the hour when all those joys must fail;
While they who buffet with misfortune's wave,
Extend their hopes of peace beyond the grave.
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