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Round every hearth, may Household Words
Like these fainiliar be-
As pure, as glad, as free!
A kind return from those
From childhood to life's close !
By those who yearn for gentler times—
For life-endearing days,
Be crown'd with household bays,
In cot and lordly hall, And on his spirit's energy
No household shadow fall !
Our household words-sweet household words
Oh, who the spell disowns
From their familiar tones ?
In childhood, or in after-life,
Oh, ever bless'd be ye
With their sweet melody |
The preceding lines were suggested by Mr. Charles Dickens's new periodical, “ Household Words."
OUR CITY'S SHAME.
NOTES OF A PEDESTRIAN.
I HAVE gone forth, and mark'd with sicken'd eye
I've follow'd the proud step, that spurn'd the ground
In this vast capital of wealth and pride;
And state rolls on with unabated tide ?
Upbraid us for their woes and blasted name,
Proclaim its darkest deeds our city's shame ?”
SCORN-OR TEARS ?
WHERE art thou that wouldst bid me stifle tears
soul !Ay! stem it if thou canst, and take my
thanks; For it is past my skill to check its course ; And thou wert fain to boast the pow'r I lack !
So: now I see thee, dread and haugłty king,