If I Hope, I If I hope, I pine; if I fear, I faint and die; So, between hope and fear, I desperate lie, Looking for joy to heaven, whence it should come: But hope is blind; joy, deaf; and I am dumb. Yet I speak and cry; but, alas, with words of woe: And joy conceives not them that murmur So. He that the ears of joy will ever pierce, Must sing glad notes, or speak in happier verse. Life Upright The man of life upright, Whose guiltless heart is free The man whose silent days That man needs neither towers Nor armour for defence, From thunder's violence: He only can behold With unaffrighted eyes Thus, scorning all the cares THE MAN OF LIFE UPRIGHT Good thoughts his only friends, His wealth a well-spent age, The earth his sober inn And quiet pilgrimage. (B 325) 433 2 F thou Heavy Sprite Awake, awake, thou heavy sprite, Get up, get up, thou leaden man! Yet burns out thy life's lamp in vain! One minute bounds thy bane or bliss! Then watch and labour, while time is. Come, Cheerful Day, Part of my Life to Me Come, cheerful day, part of my life to me: For while thou view'st me with thy fad ing light, Part of my life doth still depart with thee, And I still onward haste to my last night. Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly: So every day we live a day we die. But, O ye nights, ordained for barren rest, |