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Ye too. As life itself beloved. ' When all conspired to bless me, I deemed ye friends but ye have proved The foes who most oppress me. I could have borne the slaves rude scorn, The wreck of all I cherished, Had one but one remained to mourn O'er me when I too perished. POEMS. 61 VIII. My children sleep in Death's cold shade, And nought can now divide them ; Oh ! would the same wild storm had laid Their wretched sire beside them ! I had not then been doomed to see The loss of all who love me 'Un...broken would my slumber be, Though none had wept above me. IX. All hope on earth for ever fled, A higher hope remaineth ; E'en while his wrath is o'er me shed, I know my Saviour reigneth. The worm may waste this withering clay, When flesh and spirit sever ; My soul shall see eternal day, And dwell with God for ever. POEMS. V. PETER. " And the Lord turned, and looked upon Peter. And Peter " remembered the word of the Lord and he went out, " and wept bitterly. " ST. LUKE, xxn. 61 . I WHEN thou who in doubt and in danger hadst been Devoted and firm to his side, Wert false to thy Lord in the last awful scene, And his name and his sorrows denied, He pitied thy weakness, and pardoned thy fears, His last look was mercy to thee ; But oh !
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