Oh! higher far is the well-earn’d
Of quiet after a storm like this
Than all the joys of selfish ease:
’Tis thus I would row o’er the sea of Life,
Thus force my way through the roar and strife,
And win repose by toils like these.
THE TWO MAIDENS.
[The following Verses were written for a country Penny Reading].
Two Bedfordshire maidens in one village
Side by side in their Church every Sunday they knelt;
They were not very pretty and not very plain;
And their names were Eliza and Emily Jane.
Now Carpenter Smith was young, steady
And wherever he went, worked and played with a will:
To bed he went early, and early did rise;
So, of course, he was healthy, and wealthy, and wise.
But John he grew tired of a bachelor’s
So he looked all around him in search of a wife;
And his eyes, as they wandered, again and again
Returned to Eliza and Emily Jane.
And whenever those maidens encountered
Their pulses beat quickly (perhaps you know why);
They each of them thought him a wonderful Don,
And wished to be married to Carpenter John.
But John, as you’ve heard, was a
prudent young man;
And determined their faults and their merits to scan;
Says he, “If I marry, I’m tied for my life;
“So it’s well to be cautious in choosing a wife.”
Now I’m sorry to say that young
Was disposed to be rather conceited and vain;
In fact, for the truth I’m obliged to confess,
Was decidedly fond of extravagant dress.
So she thought the best way to the Carpenter’s
Was to purchase gay dresses and finery smart;
In the carrier’s van off to Bedford she went,
And many weeks’ wages in finery spent.
Her dress it was blue, and her ribbons
And her chignon the highest that ever was seen,
And perched on the top, heavy-laden with flowers,
Was a bonnet, embosomed in beautiful bowers.
So red, as she walked to the Church, was
That the bull in the farm-yard did bellow and bawl;
And so high were her heels that on entering the door
She slipped, and she stumbled, and fell on the floor.
Says Carpenter Smith, “It’s
“That I’d better keep clear of that Emily Jane:”
So from Emily Jane he averted his eye,
And just at that moment Eliza passed by.
Now Eliza had thought, “If his heart
“It shall not be by dresses and finery new:
“For a lover who’s taken by ornaments gay
“Will love some one else ere a week pass away.”
So her ribbons were lilac; white straw
was her bonnet;
Her dress was light grey, with dark braiding upon it;
Her jacket was black; and her boots of stout leather
Were fitted for walking in all sorts of weather.