...wife prepares the fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm; in vain his little children peeping out into the mingling storm, demand their sire, with tears...inmost vitals creeping cold, lays him along the snows astiffen'd corse, stretch'd out, and bleaching in the northern blast. THE EVILS OF LIFE unfelt by the...

...children, and his friends nnseen. In vain for him th' officions wife prepares The fire fair-bUaing, and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children,...their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas t Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; N or friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly...

...had seen the olive branch sent in to his little ark, but no sign that the waters had subsided — " Alas ! nor wife, nor children more shall he behold, nor friends, nor sacred home !" No seraph mercy unbars his dungeon, and leads him forth to light and life, but the minister of death...

...had seen the olive branch sent in to his little ark, but no sign that the waters had .subsided—" Alas! nor wife, nor children more shall he behold, nor friends, nor sacred home!" No seraph mercy unburs his dungeon, and leads him forth to light and life, but the minister of death...

...wife prepares The fee fair-baziag, and the vestment warm • In vam his Jittle children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire With tears...behold, nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve J he deadly winter seizes, shuts up sense, Anil o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, lays him along...

...tears of artless innoeenee. Alas! Nor wife, nor ehildren, more shall he behold ; N&nftiends, nor saered home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes ; shuts up sense ; . And o'er his inmost vitals ereeping eold, . Lays him along the suow asiiffe'n'd eorse, Streteh'd out and Iilewehing in the northern...

...Ills of Life. The fire foir-blazing, and the vestment warm ; In vain his little children peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas! 315 Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold ; Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The...

...seen the olive-branch sent into his little firk, but Oo sign that the waters had subsided. ' Ala& ! nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; nor friends, nor sacred home!' No seraph jnercy unbars his dungeon, and leads him forth to light and life; but the minister of death...

...prepares The fire fair-blazing, and the vestment warm ;., In vain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears...children, more shall he behold. Nor friends, nor sacred bome. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes ; shuts up sense ; And, o'er his inmost vitals creeping...

...fire fair blazing, and the vestment warm; In vain his little children, peeping out . Into the mingled storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence....shall he behold ; ' Nor friends, nor sacred home. On ev'ry nerve The deadly winter seizes; shuts up sense; And o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, Lays...