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Article THE FATHER: A SKETCH FHOM LIFE. ← Page 2 of 2
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The Father: A Sketch Fhom Life.
It was our care to teach them , by our love And cautious precepts , that in virtue ' s way Their footsteps , guided by the fear of God , Would lead through Life to honour upon Earth And everlasting happiness in Heav ' n . They left in youth their own paternal home ,
And went into the world . O who can tell What were the feelings of their parents then ! We prayed for them that in temptation ' s path They never might be led , and that their minds Would be secure against the snares of vice . But darkness came upon them—poisoned tongues
Spoke tempting falsehoods in the tones of truth—The winding serpent crept into their souls ,. And they disdained the ever-anxious voice That spoke of duty and of filial love .
Those who had trained . tbem with unwearied care , Ev ' n from their birth and through their infant days , — Who taught their minds tO ; be prepared for Life And all its duties , now they scorned to hear . They treated Nature ' s ties with cold contempt , And with rebellious . spirit turned their hearts '
Against Affection , that such anxious prayers Had breathed in faithful tenderness for them . O who would be a father ! I have sons , Three sons , who might have been my cherished pride In Life ' s decline—who might have closed my eyes In peace ; and , having borne me to the grave ,
They might have seen a widowed mother ' s tears With true compassion , such as Christian sons Must feel for her who bore them , and whose hands Nursed them , the helpless offspring of her youth . But love is dead within their hardened hearts , And they regard not what a parent feels .
Again the broken-heaited father wept , And spoke of comfort in another world . W . H .
VOL . IX . W
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The Father: A Sketch Fhom Life.
It was our care to teach them , by our love And cautious precepts , that in virtue ' s way Their footsteps , guided by the fear of God , Would lead through Life to honour upon Earth And everlasting happiness in Heav ' n . They left in youth their own paternal home ,
And went into the world . O who can tell What were the feelings of their parents then ! We prayed for them that in temptation ' s path They never might be led , and that their minds Would be secure against the snares of vice . But darkness came upon them—poisoned tongues
Spoke tempting falsehoods in the tones of truth—The winding serpent crept into their souls ,. And they disdained the ever-anxious voice That spoke of duty and of filial love .
Those who had trained . tbem with unwearied care , Ev ' n from their birth and through their infant days , — Who taught their minds tO ; be prepared for Life And all its duties , now they scorned to hear . They treated Nature ' s ties with cold contempt , And with rebellious . spirit turned their hearts '
Against Affection , that such anxious prayers Had breathed in faithful tenderness for them . O who would be a father ! I have sons , Three sons , who might have been my cherished pride In Life ' s decline—who might have closed my eyes In peace ; and , having borne me to the grave ,
They might have seen a widowed mother ' s tears With true compassion , such as Christian sons Must feel for her who bore them , and whose hands Nursed them , the helpless offspring of her youth . But love is dead within their hardened hearts , And they regard not what a parent feels .
Again the broken-heaited father wept , And spoke of comfort in another world . W . H .
VOL . IX . W