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ROBINSON OF LEYDEN.
HE sleeps not here; in hope and prayer
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
Before the Speedwell's anchor swung,
THE DEACON'S MASTERPIECE;
Ere yet the Mayflower's sail was spread, While round his feet the Pilgrims clung, OR, THE WONDERFUL "ONE-HOSS SHAY." The pastor spake, and thus he said:
Still cry them, and the world shall hear,
The pastor slumbers by the Rhine,-
Thut the weakes' place mus' stan' the Little of all we value here strain;
'n' the way t' fix it, uz I maintain, Is only jest
T' make that place uz strong uz the rest."
Wakes on the morn of its hundredth year Without both feeling and looking queer. In fact, there's nothing that keeps its youth,
So far as I know, but a tree and truth. (This is a moral that runs at large; Take it.-You 're welcome. - No extra charge.)