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At length to shame be brought, And happy shall all those be call'd That my deliv'rance wrought. Yea, blessed shall the man be called That shames thee of thy evil, And saves me from thy vile attempts, And thee, too, from the D -l. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday. I write now with a little more liking, though less opportunity, because Mr.
Now at last they've heard and hear it, and the cry comes down the wind And their feet are marching on. "On we march, then, we, the workers, and the rumor that ye hear Is the blended sound of battle and deliv'rance drawing near; For the hope of every creature is the banner that we bear, And the world is marching on."
And let my tongue within my mouth Be lock'd for ever fast, If I rejoice, before I see My full deliv'rance past. And thou, Almighty, recompense The evils I endure, From those who seek my sad disgrace, So causeless, to procure. Remember, Lord, this Mrs. Jewkes, When, with a mighty sound, She cries, Down with her chastity, Down to the very ground! Ev'n so shalt thou, O wicked one!
Take up their beds of glory, and fare we home again, And feast as men delivered from toil unmeet to bear, Who through the night are looking to the dawn-tide fresh and fair And the morn and the noon to follow, and the eve and its morrow morn, All the life of our deliv'rance and the fair days yet unborn." So she spoke, and a murmur arose as those valiant men came forth again.
Yea, blessed shall the man be call'd That takes thy little ones, And dasheth them in pieces small Against the very stones. Thus he said, very kindly, has my Pamela turned these lines: IX. Ev'n so shalt thou, O wicked one! At length to shame be brought; And happy shall all those be call'd, That my deliv'rance wrought.
And let my tongue, within my mouth, Be lock'd for ever fast, If I rejoice, before I see My full deliv'rance past. Now, good sir, said I, oblige me; don't read any further: pray don't! O pray, madam, said Mr. Williams, let me beg to have the rest read; for I long to know whom you make the Sons of Edom, and how you turn the Psalmist's execrations against the insulting Babylonians. Well, Mr.
Well, now, said my master, for Pamela's version: V. But yet, if from my innocence I ev'n in thought should slide, Then let my fingers quite forget The sweet spinnet to guide. Mr. Williams read: VI. And let my tongue, within my mouth, Be ty'd for ever fast, If I rejoice, before I see Thy full deliv'rance past. This, also, said my master, is very near: VI.
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