CONSCIENCE. 2. 139 They wear not their time out in sleeping or play, And for winter they lay up their stores; They manage their work in such regular forms, One would think they foresaw all the frosts and the storms, And so brought their food within doors. 3. But I have less sense than a poor creeping ant, When death or old age shall once stare in my face, CONSCIENCE. 1. My conscience is my crown; My heart is happy in itself; 2. Enough, I reckon wealth; That lies too high for base contempt, 3. My wishes are but few, I make the limits of my power 4. I have no hopes but one, 5. I feel no care of coin; Well-doing is my wealth: My mind to me an empire is, While grace affordeth health. 6. I wrestle not with rage While fury's flame doth burn; It is in vain to stop the stream Until the tide doth turn. 7. But when the flame is out, And ebbing wrath doth end, I turn a late enraged foe Into a quiet friend. 8. And taught with often proof, SUMMER EVENING. 9. No change of fortune's calms Can cast my comforts down: When Fortune smiles, I smile to think How quickly she will frown; 10. And when in froward mood, Small gain I found to let her come, 141 SUMMER EVENING. 1. How fine has the day been! How bright was the sun! But now the fair traveller comes to the west, 2. Just such is the Christian: his course he begins But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace, Of rising in brighter array. THE CRICKET AND THE ANT. 1. A CRICKET who sang gaily 2. Thought she felt rheumatic, And said, 'The season's over, 3. But feeling very hungry, 4. She went to see her neighbour, 5. And when the frost was gone, She'd pay her without fail, Interest and principal.' THE POLAR STAR. 6. The Ant, who ne'er was guilty 'The spring how did you spend?' 7. 'May 't please you, to all-comers THE POLAR STAR. 1. THERE shines on high a lonely star, 2. It is the bright, the Polar Star, The faithful beacon of the sky; That speaks of peace when tempests war, 3. But yet there is one brighter far, To keep our wandering footsteps right. 143 |