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Rh Lodg'd with me useless, though my soul more bent

To serve therewith my Maker, and present

My true account, lest He, returning, chide;

Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?

I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent

That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need

Either man's work, or His own gifts; who best

Bear His mild yoke, they serve Him best; His state

Is kingly; thousands at His bidding speed,

And post o'er land and ocean without rest;

They also serve who only stand and wait.

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She Was a Phantom of Delight.

was a Phantom of delight

When first she gleamed upon my sight;

A lovely Apparition, sent

To be a moment's ornament;

Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;

Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair:

But all things else about her drawn

From May-time and the cheerful Dawn.

A dancing Shape, an Image gay,

To haunt, to startle, and waylay.

I saw her upon nearer view,

A Spirit, yet a Woman too!