...universal currency to the inimitable " Ebenezer Lyric." . . . Our hope is in the Lord on high ; Then put your trust in God, my boys, And keep your powder dry." A sentiment truly worthy of the Puritan heroes of Naseby. Sir H. Hardinge, with the utmost good-humour,...

...Dublin presided, and at which the rev. Mr. M'Crea recited a poem, the burthen of which was — " Then put your trust in God, my boys, And keep your powder dry 1*' Show me any of our prose equal to his poetry ? I forbear from making any comments on it, and shall...

...sal currency to the inimitable " Ebenezer Lyric." , . . . " Our hope is in the Lord on high ; Then put your trust in God, my boys, And keep your powder dry." A sentiment truly worthy of the Puritan heroes of Naseby. Sir H. Hardinge, with the utmost good humor,...

...great William, Boyne'sred'ning torrent through, In his protecting aid confide and every foe defy, Then put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. Already see the star of hope emit its orient blaze, The cheering beacon of relief, it glimmers through...

...our God's unmutilated word, These, these the war-cry of our march, our hope the Lord on high, Then put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. Whatever those in authority may be led to think by the designing men who mock their credulity, it would...

...other people's benefits ? Nothing can convince tyrants of their folly, but gunpowder and steel ; so put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. Be patient a day or two, but be ready at a moment's warning; no man knows what to-morrow may bring...

...other people's benefits? Nothing can convince tyrants of their folly, but gunpowder and steel ; so put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. Be patient a day or two, but be ready at a moment's warning ; no man knows what to-morrow may bring...

...foreign foe the hail of welcome gave-; lie comes, the open rebel fierce—he comes the Jesuit sly; But put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. They come, whose counsels wrapp'd the land in foul rebellious flame, Thuir hearts unchastened by remorse,...

...relief, it glimmer* through the haze ; It tells of belter day* to come, it telli of succour nisi, Then put your trust in God, my boys, and keep your powder dry. See, aee along the hllla at Down ila rising glories spread, But brightetft beams its radiance from...

...on, ' Lent to John my long carabin of rowet warh all indentit,' &c. Much reminding us of — ' Now put your trust in God, my boys, And keep your powder dry.' The Countess of Mar, daughter of Esme, Duke of Lennox, died of a deadly brash in Sir Thomas's house...