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 THE LITTLE BOY FOUND



 



 The little boy lost in the lonely fen;



   Led by the wandering light;



 Began to cry; but God; ever nigh;



   Appeared like his father; in white。



 



 He kissed the child; and by the hand led;



   And to his mother brought;



 Who in sorrow pale; through the lonely dale;



   The little boy weeping sought。



 



 



 LAUGHING SONG



 



 When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy;



 And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;



 When the air does laugh with our merry wit;



 And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;



 



 when the meadows laugh with lively green;



 And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene;



 When Mary and Susan and Emily



 With their sweet round mouths sing 〃Ha; ha he!〃



 



 When the painted birds laugh in the shade;



 Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:



 Come live; and be merry; and join with me;



 To sing the sweet chorus of 〃Ha; ha; he!〃



 



 



 A  SONG



 



 Sweet dreams; form a shade



 O'er my lovely infant's head!



 Sweet dreams of pleasant streams



 By happy; silent; moony beams!



 



 Sweet Sleep; with soft down



 Weave thy brows an infant crown



 Sweet Sleep; angel mild;



 Hover o'er my happy child!



 



 Sweet smiles; in the night



 Hover over my delight!



 Sweet smiles; mother's smile;



 All the livelong night beguile。



 



 Sweet moans; dovelike sighs;



 Chase not slumber from thine eyes!



 Sweet moan; sweeter smile;



 All the dovelike moans beguile。



 



 Sleep; sleep; happy child!



 All creation slept and smiled。



 Sleep; sleep; happy sleep;



 While o'er thee doth mother weep。



 



 Sweet babe; in thy face



 Holy image I can trace;



 Sweet babe; once like thee



 Thy Maker lay; and wept for me:



 



 Wept for me; for thee; for all;



 When He was an infant small。



 Thou His image ever see;



 Heavenly face that smiles on thee!



 



 Smiles on thee; on me; on all;



 Who became an infant small;



 Infant smiles are his own smiles;



 Heaven and earth to peace beguiles。



 



 



 DIVINE IMAGE



 



 To Mercy; Pity; Peace; and Love;



   All pray in their distress;



 And to these virtues of delight



   Return their thankfulness。



 



 For Mercy; Pity; Peace; and Love;



   Is God our Father dear;



 And Mercy; Pity; Peace; and Love;



   Is man; his child and care。



 



 For Mercy has a human heart



   Pity; a human face;



 And Love; the human form divine;



   And Peace; the human dress。



 



 Then every man; of every clime;



   That prays in his distress;



 Prays to the human form divine:



   Love; Mercy; Pity; Peace。



 



 And all must love the human form;



   In heathen; Turk; or Jew。



 Where Mercy; Love; and Pity dwell;



   There God is dwelling too。



 



 



 HOLY THURSDAY



 



 'Twas on a Holy Thursday; their innocent faces clean;



 Came children walking two and two; in read; and blue; and green:



 Grey…headed beadles walked before; with wands as white as snow;



 Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow。



 



 Oh what a multitude they seemed; these flowers of London town!



 Seated in companies they sit; with radiance all their own。



 The hum of multitudes was there; but multitudes of lambs;



 Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands。



 



 Now like a mighty wild they raise to heaven the voice of song;



 Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among:



 Beneath them sit the aged man; wise guardians of the poor。



 Then cherish pity; lest you drive an angel from your door。



 



 



 NIGHT



 



 The sun descending in the west;



 The evening star does shine;



 The birds are silent in their nest;



 And I must seek for mine。



   The moon; like a flower



   In heaven's high bower;



   With silent delight;



   Sits and smiles on the night。



 



 Farewell; green fields and happy grove;



 Where flocks have ta'en delight。



 Where lambs have nibbled; silent move



 The feet of angels bright;



   Unseen they pour blessing;



   And joy without ceasing;



   On each bud and blossom;



   And each sleeping bosom。



 



 They look in every thoughtless nest



 Where birds are covered warm;



 They visit caves of every beast;



 To keep them all from harm:



   If they see any weeping



   That should have been sleeping;



   They pour sleep on their head;



   And sit down by their bed。



 



 When wolves and tigers howl for prey;



 They pitying stand and weep;



 Seeking to drive their thirst away;



 And keep them from the sheep。



   But; if they rush dreadful;



   The angels; most heedful;



   Receive each mild spirit;



   New worlds to inherit。



 



 



 And there the lion's ruddy eyes



 Shall flow with tears of gold:



 And pitying the tender cries;



 And walking round the fold:



   Saying: 〃Wrath by His meekness;



   And; by His health; sickness;



   Are driven away



   From our immortal day。



 



 〃And now beside thee; bleating lamb;



 I can lie down and sleep;



 Or think on Him who bore thy name;



 Graze after thee; and weep。



   For; washed in life's river;



   My bright mane for ever



   Shall shine like the gold;



   As I guard o'er the fold。〃



 



 



 SPRING



 



      Sound the flute!



      Now it's mute!



      Bird's delight;



      Day and night;



      Nightingale;



      In the dale;



      Lark in sky;



      Merrily;



 Merrily merrily; to welcome in the year。



 



      Little boy;



      Full of joy;



      Little girl;



      Sweet and small;



      Cock does crow;



      So do you;



      Merry voice;



      Infant noise;



 Merrily; merrily; to welcome in the year。



 



      Little lamb;



      Here I am;



      Come and lick



      My white neck;



      Let me pull



      Your soft wool;



      Let me kiss



      Your soft face;



 Merrily; merrily; to welcome in the year。



 



 



 NURSE'S SONG



 



 When the voices of children are heard on the green;



   And laughing is heard on the hill;



 My heart is at rest within my breast;



   And everything else is still。



 〃Then come home; my children; the sun is gone down;



   And the dews of night arise;



 Come; come
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