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Poems by Henry Septimus Sutton

Sutton, Henry Septimus

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THE SKY AT NIGHT.

UNDER THE ALDER-TREE.

MOUNT PERILOUS OF PRIDE.

‘A LITTLE CHILD SHALL LEAD THEM.’

LIFE, NOT DEATH.

FOR THE DESOLATE.

TO A TRUE FRIEND.

THE FLOWER-GARDEN OF GOD.

WHO SHALL DELIVER?

A DREAM OF THE SEA FOAM.

‘THOUGH HE SLAY ME, YET WILL I TRUST IN HIM.’

LOVE'S PENALTY.

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A PREACHER'S SOLILOQUY AND SERMON.

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CLIFTON GROVE GARLAND.

TO ELIZA SUTTON.

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CLIFTON GROVE GARLAND.

I.

II.

II. THE SEAT IN THE GROVE.

III.

III. THE MUSING HOUR.

IV.

IV. SEDLEY GROVE.

V.

V. THE WALK RESUMED.

VI.

VI. THE LOCAL CLASSICS.

VII.

VII. THE FAIR MAID OF CLIFTON.

VIII.

VIII. CONCLUSION.

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FUNEREAL WREATHS.

EDWARD BROTHERTON.

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TO MARY SOPHIA SUTTON.

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A HYMN OF CREATION.

A NEW YEAR'S GIFT.

QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS.

THE EARTH DEFACED.

THE BATTLE OF GOD.

THE BEST OF IT.

THE SIGHT OF GOD

RALPH WALDO EMERSON.

THE REASON OF IT.

THE BRAGGART MOON.

‘THAT THY WAY MAY BE KNOWN UPON EARTH; THY SAVING HEALTH AMONG ALL NATIONS.’

AN UNSENT FAREWELL.

LOVE'S FREEMASONRY.

THE SHEPHERDESS.

A RAILWAY RIDE.

THE DRINK DRAGON.

THE MAINE LAW-HAMMER.

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THE BEST OF IT.

The seasons swiftly come and go,
And still we two remain,
Standing amid the changeful flow
Of joy and pain.
The joy we claim; the pain, not small,
We dimly understand;
But oh, thank God, we live through all
Still hand in hand!