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...leave to breathe The morning's air, pure from the city's smoke, While wandering slowly up the river's side He meditates on Him, whose power he marks In each green i rce, that proudly spreads the bough, As in the tiny dew-bent flowers that bloom Around its roots,...

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...will assent to their propriety. Hail, Sabbath ! thee I hail, the poor man's day: The pale mechanick now has leave to breathe The morning air, pure from the city's smoke, While wandering slowly up the river's side, He meditates on HIM, whose power he matks In each green tree that proudly spreads the...

...reflection, too often at present employed in idleness and vacant ramblings, if not in a still worse manner. " The pale mechanic now has leave to breathe The morning...bough, As in the tiny dew-bent flowers that bloom Arqund its roots j" — — — — • GRAHAMK'S SABBATH. Independently of those who do or may be...

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...indeed, to speak poetically, a 41 Hail, Sabbath! thec I hail, the poor man's day: The pale mechanic DOW has leave to breathe The morning air, pure from the city's smoke, As wandering slowly up tlic river's bank He mcilitatct on Him whose power he marks In each green tree...

...grimace, but rev'rently, With cover'd face and upward earnest C3re. Hail, Sabbath ! thee I hail, the poor man's day '. The pale mechanic now has leave...The morning air pure from the city's smoke, While wand'ring slowly up the river- side, He meditates on Him whose power he marks In each green tree that...

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...grimace, but reverently ; With covered face and upward earnest eye. Hail, Sabbath ! thee I hail, the poor man's day. The pale mechanic, now, has leave...the city's smoke ; While, wandering slowly up the river's side, He meditates on Him, whose power he marks In each green tree that proudly spreads the...