WRITTEN AT AN INN./

FROM much-lov'd friends whene'er I part,

A pensive sadness fills my heart;

Past scenes my fancy wanders o'er,
And sighs to think they are no more.

II.

Along the road I musing go,

O'er many a deep and miry slough:
The shrouded moon withdraws her light,
And leaves me to the gloomy night.

VI.

Rough stumbling-stones my steps o'erthrow,
And lay a wand'ring sinner low;

Yet still my course to heav'n I steer,
Though neither moon nor stars appear!

VII.

The world is like an inn; for there

Men call, and storm, and drink, and swear;
While undisturb'd a Christian waits,
And reads, and writes, and meditates.

Why am I heavy then and sad,

When thoughts like these should make me glad?

Muse then no more on things below;

Arise, my soul, and let us go.

THE MONKISH LATIN HYMN

USED AS A GRACE after meat, at MAGDALEN COLLEGE,

OXFORD.

1.

TE Deum patrem colimus,
Te laudibus prosequimur,
Qui corpus cibo reficis,

Coelesti mentem gratiâ.

II.

Te adoramus, O Jesu,
Te, Fili unigenite,

Te, qui non dedignatus es

Subire claustra virginis.

III.

Actus in crucem factus es

Irato Deo victima;

Per te, Salvator unice,

Vitæ spes nobis rediit.

IV.

Tibi, æterne Spiritus,
Cujus afflatu peperit
Infantem Deum Maria,
Æternum benedicimus.

Triune Deus, hominum
Salutis autor optime,

Immensum hoc mysterium
Ovanti linguâ canimus.

TRANSLATION.

I.

THEE, mighty Father, we adore,
And praise thy Name for evermore;
Whose bounty feeds all Adam's race,
And cheers the hungry soul with grace.

11.

Great co-eternal Son, to thee,

With one consent, we bow the knee;
For our salvation man become,

Thou didst not scorn the virgin's womb.

III.

The Paschal Lamb, foreshown of old,
In thee, sweet Jesu! we behold,

And pardon through thy blood receive,
While on thy cross we look and live.

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