470 RIGHT-RIVERS. 2. I can bear scorpions' stings, tread fields of fire; Be toss'd aloft through tracts of endless void JOANNA BAILLIE. 3. For still the world prevail'd, and its dread laugh, Which scarce the firm philosopher can scorn. THOMSON'S Seasons. RIGHT. (See INJUSTICE.) RIVERS. 1. See the rivers - how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go DYER'S Gronger Hill. 2. O! I have thought, and, thinking, sigh'd, 3. - How like to thee, thou restless tide, -The channels worn By ever-flowing streams - arteries of earth, MOORE. THOMAS WARD. 4. But thou, unchang'd from year to year, 5. Gayly shalt play and glitter here; W. C. BRYANT. Who may trace the ways that ye have taken, To come and rush together down the fall? MISS HANNAH F. GOULD. 6. So blue yon winding river flows, The freighted clouds at anchor lie. 1. Here laden carts with thundering wagons meet, Wheels clash with wheels, and bar the narrow street. GAY'S Trivia. 472 RURAL SCENES, &c. 2. At eve the ploughman leaves the task of day, GAY'S Rural Sports. 3. See yon gay goldfinch hop from spray to spray, GAY'S Dione. 4. Here, too, dwells simple truth; plain innocence; THOMSON'S Seasons. 5. Sweet was the sound, when oft, at evening's close, GOLDSMITH'S Deserted Village. 6. Yellow sheaves from rich Ceres the cottage had crown'd, Green rushes were strew'd on the floor; The casement's sweet woodbine crept wantonly round, CUNNINGHAM. 7. God made the country, and man made the town. 8. Adieu, the city's ceaseless hum, COWPER'S Task. The haunts of sensual life adieu! J. ALDRICH. 9. O! how canst thou renounce the boundless store 10. Anon, to change the homely scene, Lest it pall while too serene, To the gay city we remove, BEATTIE'S Minstrel. Where other things there are to love, The city's concourse to our mind. From the Spanish. 11. The cold, heartless city, with its forms SABBATH. J. N. BARKER. 1. How still the morning of the hallow'd day! The ploughboy's whistle, and the milkmaid's song. GRAHAME 474 SADNESS - SAFETY - SAILING. 2. With dove-like wings peace o'er yon village broods; 3. Hail, Sabbath! thee I hail, the poor man's day : On other days the man of toil is doom'd To eat his joyless bread, lonely—the ground GRAHAME. Both seat and board - screen'd from the winter's cold He shares the frugal meal with those he loves. SADNESS. (See CARE.) GRAHAME. SAFETY. 1. From a safe port 't is easy to give counsel. SHAKSPEARE. 2. But when men think they most in safety stand, The greatest peril often is at hand. DRAYTON. 3. What though the sea be calm? Trust to the shore; Ships have been drown'd, where late they danc'd before. 4 Happy were men, if they but understood There is no safety but in doing good. HERRICK. FOUNTAIN. SAILING SHIP. 1. You might have seen the frothy billows fry Under the ship, as thorough them she went, That seem'd the waves were unto ivory, Or ivory unto the waves were sent. SPENSER'S Fairy Queen. |