The Kings and Queens of England with Other Poems eBook

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Temperate in habit, and of temper even,
Calm and unruffled as the peaceful lake,
To thee the satisfaction has been given
Much to enjoy, and others happy make.

And when thy days on earth shall all be past,
And thou before the Saviour’s bar appear,
Mayst thou be found clothed in his righteousness
And from his lips the joyful sentence hear—­

“Well done, thou good and faithful servant; thou
Hast over few things faithful been, and now
I’ll make thee ruler over many things,
And place a crown of glory on thy brow.”

Such will be thy reward, my friend, and mine,
If trusting in Christ’s merits, not our own,
We at the last great day in him be found;
He is the ark of safety—­He alone.

Weston, April 24, 1852.

A PASTORAL.

Oh! tell me ye shepherds, tell me I pray,
Have you seen the fair Jessie pass by this way? 
You ne’er could forget her, if once you had seen,
She’s fair as the morning, she moves like a Queen.

My sheep are neglected, my crook’s thrown aside,
In pursuit of dear Jessie, sweet Jessie, my bride;
I hear nothing of her, no tidings can glean,
To see is to know her, she moves like a Queen.

Say, have you seen her? oh, pity my grief! 
Speak quick, and impart me the needful relief;
You cannot forget her, if once you have seen,
She’s lovely as Venus, she moves like a Queen.

Have you not seen her?—­then listen I pray,
Oh! listen to what a poor shepherd can say
In the praise of one ne’er so lovely was seen;
She’s youthful as Hebe, she moves like a Queen.

She’s fair as the Spring in the mild month of May,
She’s brilliant as June decked in flowerets so gay;
You ne’er could forget her if once you had seen,
She’s charming as Flora, she moves like a Queen.

Oh! tell me not Damon, that yours can compare
To Jessie, sweet Jessie, with beauty so rare;
With a face of such sweetness, so modest a mien,
She’s like morn in its freshness, she moves like a Queen.

You tell me your Sylvia is beautiful quite;
She may be, when Jessie is kept out of sight;
She is not to be mentioned with Jessie, I ween,
Her voice is sweet music, she moves like a Queen.

Then name not your Sylvia with Jessie I pray,
’Tis comparing dark night with the fair light of day;
Sylvia’s movements are clumsy, and awkwardly seen,
But Jessie is graceful, she moves like a Queen.

Menalaus’ fair wife, for beauty far famed,
By the side of my Jessie is not to be named;
Paris ne’er had woo’d Helen, if Jessie he’d seen,
She’s chaste as Diana, she moves like a Queen.

Oh! aid me, do aid me, ye shepherds, I pray! 
The time is fast flying, no longer I’ll stay;
You cannot mistake her, there’s none like her seen,
She’s lovely as Venus, she moves like a Queen.

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