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agree) You shall Latin learn with me. NURSE GREEN "Your prayers you have said, and you've wished Good night: What cause is there yet keeps my darling awake? This throb in your bosom proclaims some affright Disturbs your composure. Can innocence quake? "Why thus do you cling to my neck, and enfold me, What fear unimparted your quiet devours?" "O mother, there's reason--for Susan has told me, A dead body lies in the room next to ours." "I know it; and, but for forgetfulness, dear, I meant you the coffin this day should have seen, And read the inscription, and told me the year And day of the death of your poor old Nurse Green." "O not for the wealth of the world would I enter A chamber wherein a dead body lay hid, Lest somebody bolder than I am should venture To go near the coffin and lift up the lid." "And should they do so and the coffin uncover, The corpse underneath it would be no ill sight; This frame, when its animal functions are over, Has nothing of horror the living to fright. "To start at the dead is preposterous error, To shrink from a foe that can never contest; Shall that which is motionless move thee to terror; Or thou become restless, 'cause they are at rest? "To think harm of her our good feelings forbid us By whom when a babe you were dandled and fed; Who living so many good offices did us, I ne'er can persuade me would hurt us when dead. "But if no endeavour your terrors can smother, If vainly against apprehension you strive, Come, bury your fears in the arms of your mother; My darling, cling close to me, I am alive." GOOD TEMPER In whatsoever place resides Good Temper, she o'er all presides; The most obdurate heart she guides. Even Anger yields unto her power, And sullen Spite forgets to lour, Or reconciled weeps a shower; Reserve she softens into Ease, Makes Fretfulness leave off to teaze, She Waywardness itself can please. Her handmaids they are not a few: Sincerity that's ever true, And Prompt Obedience always new, Urbanity that ever smiles, And Frankness that ne'er useth wiles, And Friendliness that ne'er beguiles, And Firmness that is always ready To make young good-resolves more steady, The only safeguard of the giddy; And blushing Modesty, and sweet Humility in fashion neat; Yet still her train is incom
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