Respecting in each other's case Those Christians best deserve the name, Who studiously make peace their aim; Peace both the duty and the prize Of him that creeps and him that flies. THE RAVEN. RAVEN, while with glossy breast Her chickens prematurely counted Shook the young leaves about her ears, And filled her with a thousand fears, Lest the rude blast should snap the bough, And spread her golden hopes below. But just at eve the blowing weather And all her fears were hushed together; "And now," quoth poor unthinking Ralph, ""T is over, and the brood is safe." (For ravens, though, as birds of omen, They teach both conjurers and old women To tell us what is to befall, Can't prophesy themselves at all.) The morning came, when neighbor Hodge, Climbed like a squirrel to his dray, MORAL. "T is Providence alone secures In every change both mine and yours: From dangers of a frightful shape ; Fate steals along with silent tread, Found oftenest in what least we dread; Frowns in the storm with angry brow, But in the sunshine strikes the blow. ERE is a bird who, by his coat, A great frequenter of the church, Above the steeple shines a plate, From what point blows the weather; Fond of the speculative height, The bustle and the raree-show You think, no doubt, he sits and muses He sees that this great roundabout, Its customs, and its businesses, And says what says he? Caw. Thrice happy bird! I too have seen And, sick of having seen 'em, THE DOG AND THE WATER-LILY. HE noon was shady, and soft airs When, 'scaped from literary cares, I wandered on his side. My spaniel, prettiest of his race, And high in pedigree (Two nymphs adorned with every grace That spaniel found for me), Now wantoned lost in flags and reeds, Pursued the swallows o'er the meads It was the time when Ouse displayed |