eye, His voice grew faint, and fixed was his His spirit had fled : Painless and swift as his own desire, The soul undressed, From her mortal vest, And stepped in her car of heavenly fire; And proved how bright Were the realms of light Bursting at once upon the sight. Edmiston. A MOTHER'S GRIEF. To mark the sufferings of the babe agony, This is a Mother's grief. Through dreary days and darker nights To hear the faint and frequent sigh, Though all is ended with its close,- To see in one short hour decayed To feel how vain a Father's prayers, To think the cold grave now must close Of all the treasured joys of earth,- Yet when the first wild throb is past To lift the eye of faith to heaven, YIELD to the Lord, with simple heart, Renounce all strength, but strength divine, Dale. Madame Guion. REFLECTED on the lake, I love Thus, heavenly hope is all serene, C. H. Townshend. TO MY INFANT SON. (OH!) may'st thou early learn to prize The plaudits of the good and wise Alone as real fame; Nor let the race absorb thy soul, But keep thine eye fixed on the goal. How sweet to the heart is the thought of to-morrow, A balm for the griefs that afflict us to-day. J. Brown. ANAGRAMS. 1. Guess a fearful ruin. 2. I am an unreal plant. 3. Emma is hurt. 4. Is pity love. 5. Men tigers. 6. 'Tis ye govern. 7. Great helps. 8. Moon-starers. 9. Frantic disturbers. 10. Honor est a Nilo. 11. Sly ware. 12. May I repent it. 13. Comical trade. 14. To love ruin. 15. Nine thumps. 16. Rare mad frolic. ANSWERS. 1. Universal suffrage. 2. Annual parliament. 3. Rheumatism. 4. Positively. 5. Regiments. 6. Sovereignty. 7. Telegraphs. 8. Astronomers. 9. Sir Francis Burdett. 10. Horatio Nelson. 11. Lawyers. 12. Penitentiary. 13. Democratical. 14. Revolution. 15. Punishment. 16. Radical Reform. TO THE RAINBOW. TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art. When science from creation's face, Nor ever shall the muse's eye, For faithful to its sacred page, Nor lets the type grow pale with age, T Campbell. INFANT'S PRAYER. O THOU! who mak'st the sun to rise, Listen to an infant's prayer! Neele. WHERE IS HE? AND where is he? Not by the side And she is fair,-but where is he? No! no! the radiance is not dim, Neglected must his garden be, His was the pomp, the crowded hall! His riches, honours, pleasures, all Desire could frame; but where are they? And he, as some tall rock that stands Protected by the circling sea, Surrounded by admiring bands, Seemed proudly strong, and where is he? The churchyard bears an added stone, The life has gone, the breath has fled, Id. THE ERRING. THINK kindly of the erring! With which the dark temptation came, Ye may not know how earnestly Until the hour of weakness came, And sadly thus they fell. Think kindly of the erring! Heir of the self-same heritage, Child of the self-same God, He hath but stumbled in the path Speak gently of the erring! For is it not enough, That innocence and peace are gone, Speak kindly to the erring! Deal gently with the erring one, Family Economist, Feb., 1850. |