_London, Published by R. Miller, Old Fish Street, Doctors Commons._ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ N^o. 10. [Illustration] NEW YEAR'S DAY. Newton. While with ceaseless course the sun Hasted thro' the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here: Fixt in an eternal state, They have done with all below, We a little longer wait, But how little--none can know. As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find; As the lightning from the skies Darts, and leaves no trace behind: Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream; Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew; Teach us henceforth, how to live With eternity in view: Bless thy word to young and old, Fill us with a Saviour's love; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. _London, Published by R. Miller, Old Fish Street, Doctors Commons._ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ N^o. 11. [Illustration] WINTER'S NIGHT. Cowper.