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BOYS OF SWITZERLAND. Our cot was shelter'd by a wood, And near a lake's green margin stood; A mountain bleak behind us frown'd, Whose top the snow in summer crown'd. But pastures rich and warm to boot, Lay smiling at the mountain's foot; There first ye frolick'd hand in hand, Two infant boys of Switzerland. When scarcely old enough to know The meaning of a tale of wo, 'Twas then by mother we were told That father in his grave lay cold; That livelihoods were bard to get, And we too young to labor yet; And tears within her eyes did stand, For her two boys of Switzerland. But soon for mother, as we grew, We work'd as much as boys could do; Our daily gains to her we bore:But ah! she'll ne'er receive them more. For long we watch'd beside her bed, Then sobb’d to see her lie there dead: And now we wander hand in hand; Two orphan boys of Switzerland.
THE FARMER'S BOY.
INDEED my simple tale is true,
A farm my father had,
For it was small and bad;
Nor idle I, the farmer's boy,
My father died,-affairs went wrong,
And mother lost the farm;
Or shelter me from harm;
An orphan see the farmer's boy!
From corn the birds can keep;
And how to tend the sheep:
And save from want, the farmer's boy.
THE MILLER. In a plain pleasant cottage, conveniently neat, With & mill and some meadows,-a freehold estate ; A well meaning miller, by labor supplies, Those blessings that grandeur to great ones denies; No passions to plague him, no cares to torment; His constant companions are health and content; Their lordships in lace may remark, if they will, He's honest though daub'd with the dust of his mill Ere the lark's early carols salute the new day, He springs from his cottage as jocund as May; He cheerfully whistles, regardless of care, Or sings the last ballad he bought at the fair. While courtiers are toiled in the cobwebs of state, Or bribing elections in hopes to be great; No fraud or ambition his bosom does fill, Contented he works, if there's grist for his mill. On Şunday, bedeck'd in his homespun array, At church he's the loudest to chant or to pray: He sits to a dinner of plain English food, Though simple the pudding, his appetite's good;
At night when the priest and exciseman are gone,
THE INSOLVENT DEBTOR.
Friends and traffic fulfilled each desire;
And my babes &c.
And villiany injured my fame;
And friendship, &c.
His soul was ne'er formed to relieve;
Depriv'd of &c.
My wife dimm'd each eye with a tear:
It drives me,
The life springs of comfort are dry:
But to hide, &c
THE WANDERING MAID.
COME hither poor maiden and yield not to woe,
Then, hasten, poor maiden, &c.
Then, hasten, poor maiden, &c.
Then hasten, poor maiden, &c.
THE WORLD'S DECEIT. "T18 said the joys which childhood knows, no future
age can bring, For every path is strewed with flow'rs, when liso is in
its spring: And fondly men regret the days, they ne'er again shall But I can scarce regret their loss, they never bloom'd . for me!
When youth the flattering spell receives, of love from
woman's heart; He cannot, will not, think how soon, those rainbow
dreams depart. It is indeed, a fairer show, that steals away the mind But oh! to lift the veil and see, the hollowness behind! Around the sons of wealth and pow'r, some glittering
phantoms play: Are these the friends to soothe in age-to cherish in de
No! when the star of fortune sets, their faithless hearts
recoil, They leave the wretch alone to weep, or revel in his
spoil! Thus man must still repose upon, some visionary stay, Entwine his spirit round a shade,
and feel it shrink away: But when from ev'ry earthly joy, the fainting soul is
riven, In mercy spare the thread,on which he hangs his hopes
HAPPY SWISS BOY.
Come over, &c.
And haste, &c.
You will find, &c.