...wife prepares The fire fair-hlazing, and the vestment warm ; In rain his little children, peeping out Into the mingling storm, demand their sire, With tears of artless innocence. Alas ! If or wife, nor children, more shall he hehold. Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The...

...had seen the olive branch sent into 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...

...wife prepares The fire fuir-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 deadly...

...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...vitals creeping cold, lays him along the snows, a stiffened corse, Stretch'd out, and bleaching in the northern blast. Ah ! little think the gay, licentious...

...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 168 The deadly winter seizes ; shuts up sense ; And o'er his inmost vitals creeping cold,...

...you had seen the olive branch sent into his little ark, but no sign that the maters 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...

...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! 315 Nor wife, nor children, more shall he behold, Nor friends, nor sacred home. On every nerve The...

...had seen the olive branch sent into 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...

...you had seen the olive branch sent into 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...

...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...vitals creeping cold, Lays him along the snows, a stiften'd corse, Stretch'd out, and bleaching in the northern blast. Ah, little think the gay licentious...