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KNEELING WITH HERRICK.

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Dear Lord, to Thee my knee is bent.—

Give me content—

Full-pleasured with what comes to me,

What e'er it be:

An humble roof—a frugal board,

And simple hoard;

The wintry fagot piled beside

The chimney wide,

While the enwreathing flames up-sprout

And twine about

The brazen dogs that guard my hearth

And household worth:

Tinge with the ember's ruddy glow

The rafters low;

And let the sparks snap with delight,

As ringers might

That mark deft measures of some tune

The children croon:

Then, with good friends, the rarest few

Thou holdest true,

Ranged round about the blaze, to share

My comfort there—

Give me to claim the service meet

That makes each seat

A place of honor, and each guest

Loved as the rest.


Pipes O'Pan at Zekesbury

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