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In Ireland, abundance of flax may be found,
And this is the way they proceed ;
Are vessels containing the seed.
And lay them in heaps 'till quite dry;
But the stalks throw in water close by.
Is very offensive, I'm told;
Clean wash’d, comb’d by hand, and then sold.
Her children and neighbours all round,
Very few of them idle are found.
Who sings, while his shuttle he throws;
Produces the linen we use.
Who, with water and drugs mix'd aright,
'Till the air makes it dry, and look white,
From which linseed oil is soon prest;
Cakes, for cattle, are made with the rest.
From getting out to play ;
A lesson more to-day.
To fertilize the ground;
The plants and flowers are found.
The clouds that fly along the sky
Are full of watery store,
Thus out their showers pour. ,
The vapours chiefly rise,
And gather in the skies.
They fall in fleecy snow ;
When dropping down below.
THE SENSE OF SEEING. The Lord is good, who gave to me The Sense of Sight, for I can See; I stand and look, and See you all, Likewise the Texts upon the Wall ; I See my Hands, I See my Feet, I See my Food, before I eat; I See the Wall, I See the Door, I See the Glass, I See the Floor; I See the Key, I See the Lock, I See the String, I See the Clock; I See the Stool, I See the Chair, My Master and my Mistress there ; When I go out, I See the Sky, The Cocks and Hens, and Birds that fiy; I See the House, I See the Street, I See the Fruit, so nice and sweet; I See the Grass, I See the Tree, I See the Flower, I See the Bee ; I See the Horse, I See the Cow, I See the Dog, I See the Sow; I See the Colours all around, Above my Head, and on the Ground; 1 See the Sun, I See the Light, Oh! praise the Lord, who gave me Sight.
THE SENSE OF HEARING.
My Ears how useful they are found,
How brittle is glass, and how slipp’ry is ice,
A shadow how feet, and a bubble how thin; So brittle, so slipp'ry, so fleet, in a trice,
Are the joys of the world, and the pleasures of sin. How bright is the sun, and how pure is the light,
How firm is the rock, and how wide is the sea; More full, and more firm, and more pure, and more bright,
Are the blessings, dear Jesus, revealed by thee.
Twice one are two, twice two are four;
And six are three times two;
And more than this I do.
About the cow and cat;
And to beat time, I pat.
I know that A does stand for ape,
For apple, and for all;
For baker, and for ball.
D for my pretty dog ;
And F it stands for frog.
One hears, and sees, and moves;
Nor hears, nor sees, nor loves. But, better still, I learn that God
Made all things that I see ; He made the earth-He made the sky,
And He made you and me.
THOUGHTS ON THE BIBLE. My Bible, best of books, you all excel ! You tell of God and heaven, of sin and hell! You point the way to life and endless bliss, But warn of hell, that dreadful dark abyss! You shew how I, by sin, from God have stray'd, And tell me, Christ for sin atonement made. O make me truly wise; to seek and know That God who life eternal can bestow. I'm sure, by craft of men, you ne'er were wrote: Good men or angels could not fraud promote; Nor would they base and wicked lies proclaim As God's command, and thus profane his name. Bad men, or devils, never would foretell Of sin, its dangers, its reward in hell;
Nor would they thus a holy life commend,
[ Tune-- Hythe. Then let me love my Bible more,
And take a fresh delight
And meditate by night.
THE LITTLE SWEEP.
Little Jack, a poor sweep boy, was pacing the street,