f._ Re* STRAIN the unhallowed pro _pen_ sity.
_D. o._ Let every one who* would* merit* the* Christian* name*
| re PRESS | such a feeling.
_H. o._ I* charge* you* as* men* and* as* Christians* | to lay a
re STRAINT on all such dispo _si_ tions!
_A. o._ Ye* gods* | with HOLD your _ven_ geance!
_D. e._ The* hand* of* affection* | shall _smooth the_ TURF for
your last _pil_ low!
_H. e._ The* cloud* of* adver* | sity threw its gloom _over all
his_ PROS pects.
_A. e._ So* darkly* glooms* yon* thunder* cloud* that* swathes*
| as with a purple SHROUD Benledi's distant _hill_.
R. H. V.
_H. f._ Arise!* meet* | and re PEL your _foe!_
_A. f._ For* BID it, Almighty _God!_
_H. o._ He generously extended* the* arm* of* power* | to
ward OFF the _blow_.
_A. o._ May* Heaven* a VERT the cal _am_ ity!
_H. e._ Out* of* my* SIGHT, | thou serpent!
_H. b._ Thou* tempting* fiend,* a VAUNT!
B. H. S.
_D. f._ All personal feeling he* de* POS ited on the _al_ tar
of his country's good.
_H. f._ Listen,* I* im PLORE you, to the voice of _rea_ son!
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