...and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She, for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no...sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies. Oh, happy peasant ! Oh, unhappy bard ! His the mere tinsel, hers the rich reward ; He praised perhaps...

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...— wound others, and corrupt ourselves ? No. IV. POLL PEG. She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding and no wit, Receives no praise,...much, Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true. COWPER. ALL who enter on the world are in pursuit of happiness ; each one questions of another where...

...and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light, She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding and no wit, Receives no praise,...sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies. The witness of the Spirit of God is then the only admissible and irresistible witness to the Word of...

...at night, Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She, for her humble sphere by nature fit, (Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no...sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies. Oh happy peasant ! Oh unhappy bard ! His the mere tinsel, hers the rich reward ; He praised perhajw...

...wound others, and corrupt ourselves? VOL. I. GOOD OLD MARY. She for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding and no wit, Receives no praise...— Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true. COWPEH. ALL who enter on the world are in pursuit of happiness ; each one questions of another where...

...and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She, for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no...sparkling eyes Her title to a treasure in the skies. THE LITTLE GRAVES. 'TWAS autumn, and the leaves were dry, And rustled on the ground, And chilly winds...

...little nndentanding, and no wit, Just knows, and knows no more, her Bihle troe; A troth the hrilliant Frenchman never knew — And in that charter reads...title to a treasure in the skies. O, happy peasant ! 0, unhappy hard ! His the mere tinsel— hers the sure reward ! He praised, perhaps, for ages yet...

...and at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light ; She, for her humble sphere by nature fit, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no...sparkling eyes, Her title to a treasure in the skies. Oh, happy peasant ! Oh, unhappy bard ! His the mere tinsel, her's the rich reward ; He praised perhaps...

...at night Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light • She, for her humble sphere by nature at, Has little understanding, and no wit, Receives no praise ; but, though her lot be such, loilsome and indigent, she renders much ; Just knows, and knows no more, her Bible true— A truth...