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ABERCROMBY (C. 1669); Sir PATRICK
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GLOSSARY AND INDEX
WHEN I consider, how my light is spent
Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide;
And that one talent, which is death to hide, Lodged with me, useless: though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account; lest He returning chide,
• Doth GOD exact day-labour ? light denied !' I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'GOD doth not need Either Man's work, or his own gifts. Who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best! His State Is kingly. Thousands, at his bidding, speed And post o’er land and ocean without rest.
They also serve, who only stand and wait.'
O, NIGHTINGALE! that, on yon bloomy spray,
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still ;
Thou, with fresh hope the Lover's heart dost fill, While the jolly Hours lead on propitious May. Thy liquid notes, that close the eye of day,
First heard, before the shallow cuckoo's bill,
l'ortend success in love. O, if Jove's will Ilave liukrd that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now, timely sing! ere the rude bird of hate
floretell my hopeless doom, in some grove nigh As thout, from year to year, hast sung too late
For my clicf; yet hadst no reason Why? While the Muse, or Love, call thee his mate:
ili them I scrvc, and of their train am I!
1 1400mmon to that good Earl, once President
Or fingland's Council, and her Treasury,
Who lived in both, unstained with gold or fee; Antion them both, more in himself content: Till this son luraking of that Parliament
ke him as that dishonest victory Al conea, fatal to liberty, Billet, with import, that old man eloquent. Togli lainy born, than to have known the days Wherein your father flourished; yet, by you,
Madam, mcthinks, I see him living yet : So well your words, his noble virtues praise, That all both judge you to relate them true,
And to possess them, honoured MARGARET!