...brow ? Let us joy in the woes that are acting now. * " Is there, as you sometimes tell us, la their One who reigns on high, Has he bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from his throne, the sky ? Hark ! he answers. Wild tornadoes Strewing yonder sea with wrecks, Wasting towns, plantations, meadows,...

...Sighs must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards; Think •• how many...backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords. 4 (— ) Is there, as ye sometimes tell us, Is there one who reigns on high? Has he bid you buy and...

...must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters, iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards; Think how many backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords. 4. Is there, as ye sometimes tell us, Is there one who reigns on high ? Has he bid you buy and sell...

...Dwells in white and black the same. Why did all-ereating nature Make the plant for which we toil I Sighs must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours...sometimes tell us, Is there One who reigns on high i Has He bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from h« throne, the sky i Ask Him, if your knotted scourges,...

...must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. ; Think, ye masters iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards; Think •• how many...backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords. 4 (— ) Is there, as ye sometimes tell us, Is there one who reigns on high? Has he bid you buy and...

...the Plaindealer, February 4, 1837.] Is there — as you sometimes tell us — Is there One who dwells on high ? Has he bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from his throne, the sky ? Hark ! he an were ; wild tornadoes, Strewing yonder coast with wrecks, Wasting towns, plantations,...

...the Plamdealer, February 4, 1837.] Is there— as you sometimes tell us — Is there One who dwells on high ? Has he bid you buy and sell us, Speaking from his throne, the sky ? Hark ! he anwers ; wild tornadoes, Strewing yonder coast with wrecks, Wasting towns, plantations,...

...must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters, iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards ; Think how many backs...throne, the sky ? Ask him, if your knotted scourges, Matches, blood-extorting screws, Are the means that duty urges Agents of his will to use ? Hark ! he...

...must fan it, tears must water, Sweat of ours must dress the soil. Think, ye masters, iron-hearted, Lolling at your jovial boards ; Think how many backs...buy and sell us, Speaking from his throne the sky 1 Ask him, if your knotted scourges, Matches, blood-extorting screws, Are the means which duty urges,...

...the Christian poet become obsolete. " Think ye nations, iron hearted, Lolling at your jovial hoards, Think how many backs have smarted For the sweets your cane affords !" The paper grass of Egypt (Cyperus papyrus) is an interesting plant of thia class, growing in the...