Here with a loaf of bread beneath the bough,
A flask of wine, a book of verse-and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness-
And wilderness is paradise enow.

"How sweet is mortal sovranty!"-think some:
Others-"How blest the paradise to come!"
Ah, take the cash in hand and waive the rest;
Oh, the brave music of a distant drum

ers-"How blest the paradise to come!"
Ah, ta