JACK HAZELWOOD. 75 



But scarcely the sweets of their presence we taste, 



Than smiling they bid us farewell ; 

 And seem as they vanish, relentless, in haste, 



To mock that we loved them so well. 



Then why in this region of change should I stay ? 



O wrap thy fair mantle around, 

 And bear me to blissful abodes far away, 



Where joys more enduring are found ! 



Yet what do I say ? and shall mortals complain 



That pleasures thus fade from their view ? 

 When e'en to have felt one emotion but pain, 



Their gratitude sacred is due. 



Like thee, pearly cloud, be it mine to fulfil 



His service who spread thee on high 

 My glory on earth to be swayed by His will, 



Then owned as a child of the sky ! 



M. G. 



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JACK HAZELWOOD. 

 A PUN-Y IMITATION OF HOOD. 



At Ofl/c-ham lived Jack Hazelwood, 



A Carpenter by trade ; 

 Allowed by all his friends to be 



A good plane deal-ing blade. 



His father early wished that he 

 Should learn to work by rule, 



So thought the fittest place for this 

 Would be a Board-iug school. 



Yet here he got but little ground, 

 Though he looked sharp withal, 



So when he saw his way was clear 

 He quickly cut them all. 



In chalking out Jack's line of life 



It was by all confessed, 

 That as he was a crafty hand 



A handicraft was best. 



With JBo,r, the Carpenter, young Jack 



Was sent to work, and so 

 Like most began a shaving 



Ere his beard began to grow, 



