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First Line: A weary traveller walk'd his way
Last Line: And bade him go in peace again.

A WEARY Traveller walk'd his way,
With grief and want and pain opprest:
His looks were sad, his locks were grey:
He sought for food, he sigh'd for rest.

A wealthy grazier pass'd -- -- 'Attend,'
The sufferer cried -- 'some aid allow:' --
'Thou art not of my parish, Friend;
Nor am I in mine office now.'

He dropt, and more impatient pray'd --
A mild adviser heard the word:
'Be patient, Friend!' he kindly said,
'And wait the leisure of the Lord.'

Another comes! -- 'Turn, stranger, turn!'
'Not so!' replied a voice: 'I mean
The candle of the Lord to burn
With mine own flock on Save-all Green;

'To war with Satan, thrust for thrust;
To gain my lamb he led astray;
The Spirit drives me: on I must --
Yea, woe is me, if I delay!'

But WOMAN came! by Heaven design'd
To ease the heart that throbs with pain --
She gave relief -- abundant -- kind --
And bade him go in peace again.

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