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PILGRIMS who journey in the narrow way	A
Should go as little cumbered as they may	A
'Tis heavy sailing with a freighted ship	B
'Tis pleasant travelling with a staff and scrip	B
Gold clogs the path dispose it how we will	C
Makes it fatiguing as we climb the hill	C
And 'tis but here and there you may descry	D
The camel passing through the needle's eye	E
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'Love not the world ' most merciful decree	D
That makes its friendship enmity to Thee	D
Oh if God had not said it did I know	F
Some way to bliss through luxury and show	F
Might I have followed Christ to heaven's door	D
With gold and purple in my coach and four	D
I dare not choose it I would rather wait	G
A safer convoy at the rich man's gate	G
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See yonder modern mansion light and fair	D
Reared just beyond the taint of London air	D
But not beyond by many a dale and hill	C
The taint of manners more unwholesome still	C
Wide spreads in front the soft and sloping lawn	H
With carriage roads in sweeping circles drawn	H
The ample gardens neat and well disposed	I
Stretch far behind by hectared walls enclosed	I
The shrubbery walks in serpent windings run	J
The costly green house blazes in the sun	J
Rare fruits and flowers the gardener's skill employ	K
More than the pampered owners can enjoy	K
Within a palace shines superbly planned	L
No pains nor cost were spared to make it grand	L
Our thrifty merchants fifty years ago	F
Nor thought nor dreamed of such a stately show	F
The bloated master stalks delighted thence	M
Proud of the thing more proud of the expense	M
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Here dwells an old professor in his nest	N
With comely wife and dashing daughters blest	N
They fresh from school with all the native graces	O
They once possessed quite polished off their faces	P
A trifling useless unharmonious train	Q
Accomplished artificial showy vain	Q
In all they do and say and look and wear	D
Aping the rank they were not born to bear	D
And she his help meet ever in her pride	R
Teasing and pleading on the worldly side	R
Such is his household such perchance that he	D
Would blush to ask the Apostle Paul to tea	D
Not that the show and fashion of the place	S
Itself could certify the want of grace	S
Though bounds there are so wise and safe to keep	T
That watchful Christians rarely overleap	T
But 'tis his soul retains the earthly leaven	J
Would fain keep terms and compromise with Heaven	J
Striving with pain in Zion's paths to plod	U
But keeping Mammon for his household god	U
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Thus live our merchant and his hopeful train	Q
Bound to the world nor would they break the chain	Q
Its laws they own its stamp and image bear	D
There lies their portion and their hearts are there	D
Where then appears the faith they yet profess	V
Not in their looks their language or their dress	V
But some cold forms remain and some restraints	W
To keep their name and place among the saints	W
They never dance they never play at cards	X
One day in seven he duly still regards	X
That tasty chapel twice on Sabbath day	A
Sees him and his set out in fair array	A
And much they praise the ladies and their sire	D
The favourite preacher whom they all admire	D
Some soft and sleek and seraph spoken boy	K
The rabble's wonder and the ladies' toy	K
Snatched immature from academic bowers	Y
To dress up truth in artificial flowers	Y
Besides our fair professor's name behold	Z
On neat Esquired committee lists enrolled	Z
And long subscription rows that bring to light	A2
Name place donation and the annual mite	A2
Duly proclaiming every right hand deed	B2
Trusting the left has never learnt to read	C2
A little gold a morning or a day	A
Spent in the cause he freely gives away	A
Perhaps his pious zeal may even reach	D2
The neat dimensions of an annual speech	D2
Gliding in well turned compliments along	E2
To every titled Christian in the throng	E2
The ladies too his daughters draw up rules	F2
For lady charities and Sunday schools	F2
Set down their names their fair committees call	G2
Busy and pleased if they may manage all	G2
Meantime the pious bustle praised and told	Z
Has cost them nothing but their father's gold	Z
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How customs and opinions change their place	S
Religion now is scarcely in disgrace	S
Her outward signs at least will even raise	H2
Your credit high in these convenient days	H2
Fashion herself the cause of virtue pleads	I2
Becomes chief patroness of pious deeds	I2
And lets us e'en pursue without restraint	J2
What once had stamped us puritan and saint	J2
The good is done let fashion bear her part	K2
And claim the praise with all the Christian's heart	K2
Motives are all in Heaven's impartial eye	E
But 'tis not ours to doubt and give the lie	E
Let each grant credit to his neighbour's share	D
But analyze his own with utmost care	D
That thus the scale is turned the praise is due	L2
To Him who hears and owns the righteous few	L2
Whose silent prayers and labours Heaven employs	M2
To do the good while others make the noise	M2
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'Tis trite to praise the country's green retreats	N2
Opposed to city smoke and noisy streets	N2
And scores of epithets all ready strung	O2
That theme will furnish to be said or sung	O2
The limpid streamlet and the whispering breeze	P2
Slip into rhyme with such spontaneous ease	P2
That he must be an humble scribe indeed	B2
Who could not write it or who loves to read	C2
Trite though it be it is a task I choose	Q2
A hackneyed theme befits an humble muse	Q2
But leaving rills to ripple woods to wave	R2
And birds to warble out the other stave	R2
I sing the choicest fruit of country air	D
The human plant that buds and blossoms there	D
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Happy the mother who her train can rear	D
Far 'mid its breezy hills from year to year	D
There healthful springs the body and combined	S2
With health more precious to the precious mind	S2
Not that there dwells a charm in country air	D
Or chemic power to bleach the Ethiop fair	D
Romantic hope The poisonous breath of vice	T2
Tainted the very airs of Paradise	T2
Sin spreads in every soil in every gale	U2
O'er runs alike the mountain and the vale	U2
But springs in cities rank and noisome both	V2
Their foul and sultry vapour speeds its growth '	-
Youth's sweetest grace simplicity is seen	W2
Sporting with native smiles in meadows green	W2
In pleasant gardens on the daisied ground	X2
Where simple joys and few besides are found	X2
The knowing forward pert and showy miss	Y2
Springs rarely up in such a soil as this	Y2
For such a plant exotic send us down	Z2
Some hot house produce of the polished town	Z2
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The rage for competition show and style	A3
Is London's plague and spreads for many a mile	A3
No rank nor age escapes that vulgar sin	B3
Breathed in its nurseries in its schools worked in	B3
And thus the mania in maturer years	C3
In every form of pride and pomp appears	C3
As each were striving for a near approach	D3
Climax of grandeur to the lord mayor's coach	D3
How short the triumph many a prison cell	E3
And many a pining family could tell	E3
The bridal equipage in half a year	D
Brought to the hammer of the auctioneer	D
Suffices not to liquidate the debt	F3
And fame's last bugle sounds in the Gazette	F3
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Regions of intellect serenely fair	D
Hence let us rise and breathe your purer air	D
There shine the stars one intellectual glance	G3
At that bright host on yon sublime expanse	G3
Might prove a cure well say they let them shine	H3
With all our hearts but let us dress and dine	H3
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There are above the petty influence placed	I3
By human science and a mental taste	I3
The man who feels the dignity of thought	J3
By culture much refined by science taught	J3
To loved pursuits devoted looks below	F
With true contempt upon the paltry show	F
Compared with those in pleasure's vortex hurled	K3
He loves it not and lives above the world	K3
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But happier he who views the toys of time	L3
From loftier heights from regions more sublime	L3
Who walks with God while yet he sojourns here	D
His hopes still climbing to a brighter sphere	D
Is he of wealth and earthly good pos	M3

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