Penny Dreadfuls, 1812 · page 237 of 258
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This page contains poetry (page 219 of a larger work), printed in standard Victorian typeface. The verse presents an angel's consoling message to a suffering woman—described as "Poor, abandoned soul" and "Mother of a mighty race"—offering divine comfort and salvation. The angel urges her to abandon despair, look toward heavenly visions of fountains and green bowers, and trust in God's care. The tone is melodramatic and sentimental, typical of Victorian penny dreadful moralizing, mixing emotional appeals with religious reassurance about redemption and resting from affliction.
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219 Now bereft of every hope, _Cast upon the burning ground, Poor, abandoned soul! look up, Mercy have thy sorrows found. Lo! the Angel of the Lord Comes thy great distress to cheer ; Listen to the gracious word, | See divine relief is near. “Care of Heaven! though man forsake thee, Wherefore vainly dost thou mourn ? From thy dream of woe awake thee, To thy rescued child return, ‘Lift thine eyes, behold yon fountain, Sparkling mid those fruitful trees’; Lo! beneath yon sheltering mountain Smile for thee green bowers of ease. ‘‘ In the hour of sore affliction God hath seen and pitied thee; Cheer thee in the sweet conviction, | Thou henceforth his care shall be. * Be no more by doubts distressed, Mother of a mighty race ! By contempt no more oppressed, Thou hast found a resting place.” — W ’ COMICDOOXS.CoOm _