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Rude winter's come the sky's o'ercast	A
The night is cold and loud the blast	A
The mingling snow comes driving down	B
Fast whitening o'er the flinty ground	A
Severe their lots whose crazy sheds	C
Hang tottering o'er their trembling heads	C
Whilst blows through walls and chinky door	D
The drifting snow across the floor	D
Where blinking embers scarcely glow	E
And rushlight only serves to show	E
What well may move the deepest sigh	F
And force a tear from pity's eye	F
You there may see a meagre pair	G
Worn out with labour grief and care	G
Whose naked babes in hungry mood	A
Complain of cold and cry for food	A
Whilst tears bedew the mother's cheek	H
And sighs the father's grief bespeak	H
For fire or raiment bed or board	A
Their dreary shed cannot afford	A
	-
Will no kind hand confer relief	I
And wipe away the tear of grief	I
A little boon it well might spare	G
Would kindle joy dispel their care	G
Abate the rigour of the night	A
And warm each heart achievement bright	A
Yea brighter far than such as grace	J
The annals of a princely race	J
Where kings bestow a large domain	K
But to receive as much again	L
Or e'en corrupt the purest laws	M
Or fan the breath of vain applause	M
	-
Peace to the man who stoops his head	A
To enter the most wretched shed	A
Who with his condescending smiles	N
Poor diffidence and awe beguiles	N
Till all encouraged soon disclose	N
The different causes of their woes	N
The moving tale dissolves his heart	A
He liberally bestows a part	A
Of God's donation From above	O
Approving Heaven in smiles of love	O
Looks on and through the shining skies	N
The great Recording Angel flies	N
The doors of mercy to unfold	A
And write the deed in lines of gold	A
There if a fruit of Faith's fair tree	P
To shine throughout eternity	P
In honour of that Sovereign dread	A
Who had no place to lay His head	A
Yet opened wide sweet Mercy's door	D
To all the desolate and poor	Q
Who stung with guilt and hard oppressed	A
Groaned to be with Him and at rest	A
	-
Now pent within the city wall	R
They throng to theatre and hall	R
Where gesture look and words conspire	S
To stain the mind the passions fire	S
Whence sin polluted streams abound	A
That whelm the country all around	A
Ah Modesty should you be here	T
Close up the eye and stop the ear	T
Oppose your fan nor peep beneath	U
And blushing shun their tainted breath	V
	-
Here every rake exerts his art	A
T' ensnare the unsuspecting heart	A
The prostitute with faithless smiles	N
Remorseless plays her tricks and wiles	N
Her gesture bold and ogling eye	F
Obtrusive speech and pert reply	F
And brazen front and stubborn tone	W
Show all her native virtue's flown	W
By her the thoughtless youth is ta'en	L
Impoverished disgraced or slain	K
Through her the marriage vows are broke	X
And Hymen proves a galling yoke	X
Diseases come destruction's dealt	A
Where'er her poisonous breath is felt	A
Whilst she poor wretch dies in the flame	Y
That runs through her polluted frame	Y
	-
Once she was gentle fair and kind	A
To no seducing schemes inclined	A
Would blush to hear a smutty tale	Z
Nor ever strolled o'er hill or dale	Z
But lived a sweet domestic maid	A
To lend her aged parents aid	A
And oft they gazed and oft they smiled	A
On this their loved and only child	A
They thought they might in her be blest	A
And she would see them laid at rest	A
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A blithesome youth of courtly mien	A2
Oft called to see this rural queen	A2
His oily tongue and wily art	A
Soon gained Maria's yielding heart	A
The aged pair too liked the youth	B2
And thought him naught but love and truth	B2
The village feast at length is come	C2
Maria by the youth's undone	D2
The youth is gone so is her fame	Y
And with it all her sense of shame	Y
And now she practises the art	A
Which snared her unsuspecting heart	A
And vice with a progressive sway	E2
More hardened makes her every day	E2
Averse to good and prone to ill	F2
And dexterous in seducing skill	F2
To look as if her eyes would melt	A
T' affect a love she never felt	A
To half suppress the rising sigh	F
Mechanically to weep and cry	F
To vow eternal truth and then	L
To break her vow and vow again	L
Her ways are darkness death and hell	G2
Remorse and shame and passions fell	G2
And short lived joy with endless pain	K
Pursues her in a gloomy train	K
	-
O Britain fair thou queen of isles	N
Nor hostile arms nor hostile wiles	N
Could ever shake thy solid throne	W
But for thy sins Thy sins alone	W
Can make thee stoop thy royal head	A
And lay thee prostrate with the dead	A
In vain colossal England mows	N
With ponderous strength the yielding foes	N
In vain fair Scotia by her side	A
With courage flushed and Highland pride	A
Whirls her keen blade with horrid whistle	H2
And lops off heads like tops of thistle	H2
In vain brave Erin famed afar	I2
The flaming thunderbolt of war	D
Profuse of life through blood does wade	A
To lend her sister kingdom aid	A
Our conquering thunders vainly roar	D
Terrific round the Gallic shore	D
Profoundest statesmen vainly scheme	J2
'Tis all a vain delusive dream	J2
If treacherously within our breast	A
We foster sin the deadly pest	A
	-
Where Sin abounds Religion dies	N
And Virtue seeks her native skies	N
Chaste Conscience hides for very shame	Y
And Honour's but an empty name	Y
Then like a flood with fearful din	K2
A gloomy host comes pouring in	K2
First Bribery with her golden shield	A
Leads smooth Corruption o'er the field	A
Dissension wild with brandished spear	L2
And Anarchy bring up the rear	L2
Whilst Care and Sorrow Grief and Pain	K
Run howling o'er the bloody plain	K
	-
O Thou whose power resistless fills	N
The boundless whole avert those ills	N
We richly merit purge away	E2
The sins which on our vitals prey	E2
Protect with Thine almighty shield	A
Our conquering arms by flood and field	A
Wheel round the time when Peace shall smile	M2
O'er Britain's highly favoured Isle	M2
When all shall loud hosannas sing	N2
To Thee the great Eternal King	N2
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But hark the bleak loud whistling wind	A
Its crushing blast recalls to mind	A
The dangers of the troubled deep	O2
Where with a fierce and thundering sweep	O2
The winds in wild distraction rave	P2
And push along the mountain wave	P2
With dreadful swell and hideous curl	Q2
Whilst hung aloft in giddy whirl	Q2
Or drop beneath the ocean's bed	A
The leaky bark without a shred	A
Of rigging sweeps through dangers dread	A
The flaring beacon points the way	E2
And fast the pumps loud clanking play	E2
It 'vails not hark with crashing shock	R2
She's shivered 'gainst the solid rock	R2
Or by the fierce incessant waves	N
Is beaten to a thousand staves	N
Or bilging at her crazy side	A
Admits the thundering hostile tide	A
And down she sinks triumphant rave	P2
The winds and close her wat'ry grave	P2
	-
The merchant's care and toil are vain	K
His hopes He buried in the main	K
In vain the mother's tearful eye	F
Looks for its sole remaining joy	S2
In vain fair Susan walks the shore	D
And sighs for him she'll see no more	D
For deep they lie in ocean's womb	T2
And fester in a wat'ry tomb	T2
	-
Now from the frothy thundering main	K
My meditations seek the plain	K
Where with a swift fantastic flight	A
They scour the regions of the night	A
Free as the winds that wildly blow	E
O'er hill and dale the blinding snow	E
Or through the woods their frolics play	E2
And whirling sweep the dusty way	E2
When summer shines with burning glare	G
And sportive breezes skim the air	G
And Ocean's glassy breast is fanned	A
To softest curl by Zephyr bland	A
	-
But Summer's gone and Winter's here	T
With iron sceptre rules the year	L2
Beneath this dark inclement sky	F
How many wanderers faint and die	F
One flouncing o'er the treacherous snow	E
Sinks in the pit that yawns below	E
Another numbed with panting lift	A
Inhales the suffocating drift	A
And creeping cold with stiffening force	N
Extends a third a pallid corse	N
	-
Thus death in varied dreadful form	U2
Triumphant rides along the storm	U2
With shocking scenes assails the sight	A
And makes more sad the dismal night	A
How blest the man whose lot is free	P
From such distress and misery	P
Who sitting by his blazing fire	S
Is closely wrapt in warm attire	S
Whose sparkling glasses blush with wine	V2
Of mirthful might and flavour fine	V2
Whose house compact and strong defies	N
The rigour of the angry skies	N
The ruffling winds may blow their last	A
And snows come driving on the blast	A
And frosts their icy morsels fling	N2
But all within is mild as spring	N2
	-
How blest is he blest did I say	E2
E'en sorrow here oft finds its way	E2
The senses numbed by frequent use	N
Of criminal absurd abuse	N
Of heaven's blessings listless grow	E
And life is but a dream of woe	E
	-
Oft fostered on the lap of ease	N
Grow racking pain and foul disease	N
And nervous whims a ghastly train	K
Inflicting more than corp'ral pain	K
Oft gold and shining pedigree	P
Prove only splendid misery	P
The king who sits upon his throne	W
And calls the kneeling world his own	W
Has oft of cares a greater load	A
Than he who feels his iron rod	A
	-
No state is free from care and pain	K
Where fiery passions get the rein	K
Or soft indulgence joined with ease	N
Begets a thousand ills to tease	N
Where fair Religion heavenly maid	A
Has slighted still her offered aid	A
Her matchless power the will subdues	N
And gives the judgment clearer views	N
Denies no source of real pleasure	S
And yields us blessings out of measure	S
Our prospect brightens proves our stay	E2
December turns to smiling May	E2
Conveys us to that peaceful shore	D
By raging billows lashed no more	D
Where endless happiness remains	N
And one eternal summer reigns	N