Ballads for the Times (Now first collected,) Geraldine, A Modern Pyramid, Bartenus, A Thousand Lines, and other poems. By Martin F. Tupper. A new Edition, enlarged and revised |
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Encouragement.
A Companion Ballad to the “Stave of Sympathy.”
Yet one more cheer, one brotherly cheer,
To speed the good youth on his way!
There's plenty to hope, and little to fear
For those who have chosen the good part here,
While it is called to-day.
To speed the good youth on his way!
There's plenty to hope, and little to fear
For those who have chosen the good part here,
While it is called to-day.
Ah! well do I wot the perils and snares
Of this bad world and its lust;
Temptations and sorrows, vexations and cares,
Grow with the heart's young wheat like tares,
And worry it down to the dust!
Of this bad world and its lust;
Temptations and sorrows, vexations and cares,
Grow with the heart's young wheat like tares,
And worry it down to the dust!
Yet, better I know, if the spirit will pray,
When trouble is near at hand,—
If the heart pleads hard for grace to obey,
Brother! no sin shall lure thee astray,—
By faith thou still shalt stand!
When trouble is near at hand,—
If the heart pleads hard for grace to obey,
Brother! no sin shall lure thee astray,—
By faith thou still shalt stand!
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For Heaven bends over to help and to bless
With all a Redeemer's power
The spirit that strives, when evils oppress,
Its God to serve, and its Lord to confess
In dark temptation's hour.
With all a Redeemer's power
The spirit that strives, when evils oppress,
Its God to serve, and its Lord to confess
In dark temptation's hour.
Thou, then, fair brother, go cheerily forth,
And manfully do your best!
In all sincerity's warmth and worth
Go forth,—be pure, be happy on earth,
And so evermore be blest!
And manfully do your best!
In all sincerity's warmth and worth
Go forth,—be pure, be happy on earth,
And so evermore be blest!
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