 | English melodies |  |
211
MANY HOPE THAT THE HEART.
Many hope that the heart may outgrow
The folly that leads it astray;
Till to-morrow arrives but to show
The heart just as weak as to-day:
Still careless what ill may ensue
By quitting the pathway of sense,
Still leaving to-morrow to do
What to-morrow will never commence.
The folly that leads it astray;
Till to-morrow arrives but to show
The heart just as weak as to-day:
Still careless what ill may ensue
By quitting the pathway of sense,
Still leaving to-morrow to do
What to-morrow will never commence.
Repentance still losing its aim,
Forgotten in profitless tears,
While experience but finds us the same
In every thing else but in years.
What's counsel—when counsel comes vain?
'Tis adding but fuel to fire;
Oh! knowledge is easy to gain—
But wisdom is hard to acquire!
Forgotten in profitless tears,
While experience but finds us the same
In every thing else but in years.
What's counsel—when counsel comes vain?
'Tis adding but fuel to fire;
Oh! knowledge is easy to gain—
But wisdom is hard to acquire!
| English melodies | |