Pretty Lessons in Verse for Good Children; with Some Lessons in Latin, in Easy Rhyme. By Sara Coleridge. The Fourth Edition, with Many Cuts |
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CHILDISH TEARS. |
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CHILDISH TEARS.
Childish tears are like the dew,
When bright day is fresh and new,
With the Sun's first kindly beam
Vanishing in subtile steam—
Leaving every bell and blade
Fresher, brighter, fairer made.
When bright day is fresh and new,
With the Sun's first kindly beam
Vanishing in subtile steam—
Leaving every bell and blade
Fresher, brighter, fairer made.
Thus when simple childhood grieves,
Simplest remedy relieves;
Touch'd by pleasure's gladdening ray,
Sorrow vanishes away,
While th' elastic spirits soar
Higher even than before.
Simplest remedy relieves;
Touch'd by pleasure's gladdening ray,
Sorrow vanishes away,
While th' elastic spirits soar
Higher even than before.
Tears that fall from older eyes
From a deeper source arise;
When those bitter waters flow
May my child his Saviour know—
May he find the best relief
For the worst of earthly grief!
From a deeper source arise;
When those bitter waters flow
May my child his Saviour know—
May he find the best relief
For the worst of earthly grief!
Man was made to mourn and weep,
Doom'd the fruits of toil to reap;
When my child has learnt the truth
Of his heritage of ruth,
May he humbly, meekly pray,
“Jesus wipe my tears away!
Doom'd the fruits of toil to reap;
When my child has learnt the truth
Of his heritage of ruth,
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“Jesus wipe my tears away!
Teach my heart a worthier sorrow;
Strength and comfort let me borrow
For the bitter strife within—
Strife of weakness and of sin;
Gracious Master, make me prize
Happiness beyond the skies!”
Strength and comfort let me borrow
For the bitter strife within—
Strife of weakness and of sin;
Gracious Master, make me prize
Happiness beyond the skies!”
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