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By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent,
And what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
In every sorrowing soul I pour'd delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he read more
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes;
The naked every day he clad
When he put on his clothes.
He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.
He scorn'd his own, who felt another's woe.
Alas! for the rarity
Of Christian charity
Under the sun.
Oh! it was pitiful!
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Alas! for the rarity
Of Christian charity
Under the sun.
Oh! it was pitiful!
Near a whole city full,
Home had she none.
Gifts and alms are the expressions, not the essence, of this
virtue.
Gifts and alms are the expressions, not the essence, of this
virtue.
To steale the Hog, and give the feet for almes.
[To steal the hog, and give the feet to read more
To steale the Hog, and give the feet for almes.
[To steal the hog, and give the feet to alms.]
Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which by
interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was read more
Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which by
interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was full of good
works and almsdeeds which she did.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.