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2 But when the mind resigning

Distinction's flattering state,
Prefers, without repining,

Humility of fate;
When wealth's unbounded treasure

Creates no transient care;
When poverty is pleasure,

Be certain love is there.

VII.

THE RICHES OF LOVE.

A Glee for four voices: by R. Cooke.

WRITTEN BY MISS WILLIAMS.

No riches from his scanty store,

My lover could impart;
He gave a boon I valued more,

He gave me all his heart.
But now, for me, in search of gain,

From shore to shore he flies;
Why wander riches to obtain,

When love is all I prize!

VIII.

HEARTS.

FROM THE OPERA OF LOVE'S TRIALS,

BY MR. PRATT.

1
No claim upon an honest heart,
Gold or grandeur can impart,
And the breast that's true to love,
Faithful vows alone can move.

2
What is empire, what a throne ?
Hearts were never brib'd, but won;
Riches are too poor to buy
One gentle smile, one tender sigh.

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2
Hail, holy flame! hail, sacred tie!

That binds two gentle souls in' one!
On equal wings their troubles fly,
In equal streams their pleasures run:

3
These pleasures from their duties flow;

Hence joys in quick succession come; Each day they more enamour'd grow; And have no wish,—beyond their home.

4 Happy the Youth who finds a Bride,

In sprightly days of Health and Ease : Whose temper to his own allied, No knowledge seeks—but how to please.

5 A thousand sweets their days attend !

A thousand comforts rise around! Here Husband, Parent, Wife and Friend,

In every dearest sense, are found.

X.

CONNUBIAL LOVE.

1
The love that looks to present joy,
And riots in Seduction's bow'r,

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Came arm'd with Satan to destroy,

And Adam caught in evil hour.*
O let the lay thy youthful bosom move
To dread the horrors of illicit love!

2 But Love that looks to future bliss,

Nor blushes to confess his name, Taught Adam first the sacred kiss;

And bearing peace from heaven he came. O let the lay thy youthful bosom move To woo the blessings of connubial love!

H. K. B.

1800.

XI.

THE GOOD HUSBAND.

BY CHARLOTTE RICHARDSON.

1 Ye Fair, who would a partner chuse,

Yet tremble lest your choice be wrong, For you a Sister's lowly muse

Attempts to pour th' instructive song.

* See Milton. Parad. Lost. B. ix. I. 494, &c.

2

She bids

you

shun with cautious care The sons of vice, a numerous train, Of all their specious arts beware,

Nor listen to their flatt'ring strain.

3

But he who walks in wisdom's ways,

Who makes the law of God his guide, Whose actions speak his Maker's praise,

In him you safely may confide.

4

His love through every scene will last,

Nor time his constancy impair, E’en when the charms of youth are past,

Still in his eyes you will be fair.

5 Like Joshua, he will serve the Lord,

And teach his household so to do, His rule of life the written word,

Its precepts daily kept in view.

6

If to your mutual earnest prayer

Some pledges of your love be given, With all a Parent's watchful care

He'll train them up as heirs of heaven.

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