 | The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth |  |
THE TEAR OF GRATITUDE.
There is a gem more pearly bright,
More dear to Mercy's eye,
Than love's sweet star, whose mellow light
First cheers the evening sky;
A liquid pearl, that glitters where
No sorrows now intrude,
A richer gem than monarchs wear,
The tear of gratitude.
More dear to Mercy's eye,
Than love's sweet star, whose mellow light
First cheers the evening sky;
A liquid pearl, that glitters where
No sorrows now intrude,
A richer gem than monarchs wear,
The tear of gratitude.
But ne'er shall narrow love of self,
Invite this tribute forth,
Nor can the sordid slave of pelf
Appreciate its worth;
But ye who sooth the widow's wo,
And give the orphan food,
For you this liquid pearl shall flow,
The tear of gratitude.
Invite this tribute forth,
Nor can the sordid slave of pelf
Appreciate its worth;
But ye who sooth the widow's wo,
And give the orphan food,
For you this liquid pearl shall flow,
The tear of gratitude.
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Ye, who but slake an infant's thirst,
In Heavenly Mercy's name,
Or proffer penury a crust,
The sweet reward can claim.
Then as ye rove life's sunny banks,
With sweetest flowerets strewed,
Still may you claim the widow's thanks,
The orphan's gratitude.
In Heavenly Mercy's name,
Or proffer penury a crust,
The sweet reward can claim.
Then as ye rove life's sunny banks,
With sweetest flowerets strewed,
Still may you claim the widow's thanks,
The orphan's gratitude.
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