When with care we have raised an imaginary treasure of happiness, we find at last that the materials of the structure are frail and perishing, and the foundation itself is laid in the sand.
Samuel Rogers
When with care we have raised ...
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The hour arrives, the moment wish'd and fear'd,
The child is born by many a pang endear'd
And now the mother's ear has caught his cry;
O grant the cherub to her asking eye!
He comes--she clasps him. To her bosom press'd
He drinks the balm of life, and drops to rest.
Samuel Rogers
That very law which moulds a tear And bids it trickle from its source,- That law preserves the earth a sphere, And guides the planets in their course.
Samuel Rogers
And the Sabbath bell, That over wood and wild and mountain dell Wanders so far, chasing all thoughts unholy With sounds most musical, most melancholy.
Samuel Rogers
Vast and deep the mountain shadows grew.
Samuel Rogers
Think nothing done while aught remains to do.
Samuel Rogers
