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A book for boys and girls, or, Country rhymes for childrenA book for boys and girls, or, Country rhimes for children
A book for boys and girls, or, Country rhymes for children by J.B.A book for boys and girls, or, Country rhimes for children by J.B.
London: printed for N.P., 1686
Title page typeset from the transcription.
A BOOK FOR Boys and Girls, &c. › Poem 18: XVIII. Meditations upon day before Sun-rising,
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
XVIII. Meditations upon day before Sun-rising,
But all this while, where's he whose Golden rays Drives night away, and beautifies our days? Where's he whose goodly face doth warm and heal, And show us what the darksome nights conceal? Where's he that thaws our Ice, drives Cold away? Let's have him, or we care not for the day.
But all this while, where's he whose Golden rays Drives night away, and beautifies our days? Where's he whose goodly face doth warm and heal, And shew us what the darksome nights conceal? Where's he that thaws our Ice, drives Cold away? Let's have him, or we care not for the day.
Thus 'tis with who partakers are of Grace, There's nought to them like their Redeemers face.
XIX. Of the Mole in the Ground.
The Mole's a Creature very smooth and slick, She digs i'th'dirt, but 'twill not on her stick. So's he who counts this world his greatest gains, Yet nothing gets but's labour for his pains. Earth's the Mole's Element, she can't abide To be above ground, dirt heaps are her pride; And he is like her, who the Worldling plays, He imitates her in her works, and ways.