Seatonian Poems By the Rev. J. M. Neale |
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On Goshen's land the morning brokeIn light, and life, and beauty;
And blithely Goshen's sons awoke
To toil in that day's duty:
Upon the ripples of the Nile
The Eastern sunbeams twinkled;
And from the pasture-land the while
The merry sheep-bells tinkled;
In all its glory flowed along
The old majestic river;
And thanks arose in prayer and song
To that day's Lord and Giver:
The voice of children at the tank,—
The shout of honest labour,—
The feet that turned the water-crank
Cheered up by pipe and tabor:
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So gaily and so brightly;
No insect skims, o'er water-weeds,
More merrily and lightly.
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