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THE ALL OF LIFE.
When first this humble roof I knew,
With various cares I strove?
My grain was scarce my sheep were few,
My all of life was love.
With various cares I strove?
My grain was scarce my sheep were few,
My all of life was love.
By mutual toil our board was dress'd,
The spring our drink bestow'd;
But, when the lip the brim had prest,
The cup with nectar flow'd.
The spring our drink bestow'd;
But, when the lip the brim had prest,
The cup with nectar flow'd.
Content and peace the dwelling shar'd,
No other guest came nigh:
In them was given (tho' gold was spur'd)
What gold could never buy.
No other guest came nigh:
In them was given (tho' gold was spur'd)
What gold could never buy.
No value has a splendid cot,
But as the means to prove
That from the castle to the cot
The all of life is love.
But as the means to prove
That from the castle to the cot
The all of life is love.
WHEN THE ROSY MORN.
When the rosy morn appearing,
Paints with gold the verdant lawn,
Paints with gold the verdant lawn,
