GOD! have mercy in this dreadful hour The maddened waves, and know no succour near : Then in the dread of death to think of her 'O God! have mercy on the mariner !' TO A FRIEND. RIEND of my earliest years and childish days, My joys, my sorrows, thou with me hast shared, Companion dear, and we alike have fared (Poor pilgrims we) through life's unequal ways; It were unwisely done, should we refuse To cheer our path as featly as we may, Our lonely path to cheer, as travellers use, With merry song, quaint tale, or roundelay; And we will sometimes talk past troubles o'er, Of mercies shewn, and all our sickness healed, And in his judgments God remembering love; And we will learn to praise God evermore For those glad tidings of great joy revealed By that sooth Messenger sent from above. CHARLES Lamb. E were two pretty babes; the youngest she, And Innocence her name. The time has been We two did love each other's company; Time was, we two had wept to have been apart. I left the garb and manners of a child, That I may seek thee the wide world around. CHARLES LAMB. IN Christian world Mary the garland wears ! Quakers for pure Priscilla are more clear; Have bragged in verse. Of coarsest household stuff Should homely Joan be fashioned. But can You Barbara resist, or Marian? And is not Clare for love excuse enough? Yet, by my faith in numbers, I profess, CHARLES LAMB. NIGHT AND DEATH. YSTERIOUS Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, And lo! creation widened' in man's view. Who could have thought such darkness lay concealed |