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...children peeping out luto thè tningling storrn, dcmand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alasi Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold ; Nor...The deadly winter seizes; shuts up sense; And, o'er bis intnost vitais creeping cold, Layé him along thè snows, a stiffened corse, Stretch'd out, and...

...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 oe'r his inmost vitals creeping cold, '""Vy...

...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...nor children, more shall he behold; Nor friends, nor sncred home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes; shuts up sense; And, o'er his inmost vitals creeping...

...who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel riot, waste ; Into the mingled storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence....Alas! Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold j Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes; shuts up sense; And, o'er...

...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 deadly Winter seizes ; shuf.s up sense ; And, o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows, a stiffen'd...

...and the vestment warm \ ,' 5. In vain his little children, peeping out, ,'\. ,.. . Into the mingled storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children, more shall be behold ; Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes ; shuts up sense;...

...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 of artless innocence. Alas! IVor wife, nor children, more shall he behold; \or friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly...

...; In vain his little chndren, peeping out Into the mingled storm, demand their sire, With tears oT artless innocence. Alas ! Nor wife, nor children,...inmost vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows a stiffen'd corse, Stretch'd out and bleaching in the northern blast, i 6. Ah, little think the gay licentious...

...demand their sire. V'ith tears of artless innocence. Alas ! A' or ivh':', no;- chddren, more ? hall he behold : Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The deadly winter seizes ; shuts up sense j And, o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows a stinen'd corse, Stretch'd out,...