long,
And his beard is grown silver and thick.

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I envy not thy ill-got riches,
Sure oft remorse thy conscience twitches;
I'd rather be yon little mouse,
And seek my bread from house to house.

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Come, Goody Dobbs, with me I pray,
'Tis only down a little way;
And I will give you bread and meat,
As much as ever you can eat.

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When we devote our youth to God,
'Tis pleasing in his eyes;
A flower, when offered in the bud,
Is no vain sacrifice.

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Charles Polish so attentive grew,
So civil and polite;
That all admir'd and lov'd him too,
For all he did was right.

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Upon a mountain's grassy side,
Where firs and cedars grew;
Young Sylvia wandered with her flocks,
And many a hardship knew.

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Hold Monster, hold! forbear, forbear!
Thou shalt not take her life;
To me she is a sister dear,
To this brave man a wife.

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I heard a noise of men and boys,
The watchman's rattle too;
And fire they cry; and then cry'd I,
Oh dear! what shall I do.

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Unhappy youth! what hast thou done,
Why urge thy steed so fast?
Alas! I hear him scream and groan;
Ah me! he breathes his last.

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Here Cinderella you may see,
Weeping o'er her destiny;
Her sisters to the Ball are gone,
And she is left to toil alone.

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The laughing harvest folks, at John,
Stood quizzing him askew,
'Twas John's red face that set them on,
And then they leer'd at Sue.

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Why should a weak and vain desire,
For outward show, and gay attire,
Engage your thoughts, employ your time,
And waste the precious hours of prime?

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All praise to him who made the sun,
The World by day to light;
Who gave the gentle moon to cheer,
The still and gloomy night.

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Alone beneath the gloom of night,
Monimia went to mourn;
She left her parents' fost'ring arms,
Ah! never to return.

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