"I will remember Thee, in the night-watches." "Here then inscribe them-each red-letter day! By which the Lord hath led thee! answered prayers, "O Life and Love! O happy throng HIDE thee awhile, call back the troublous past; How many times we have been wakened thus, while I, Entered the dreadful shadow, all aghast, And found beyond it a far brighter sky; How oft the low black clouds above me lay, Hide thee awhile, call back the happy past: Thy many marvelous mercies: thy delicious days, When sorrow watched thee from afar, nor cast One shadow o'er love's many changing ways; All eyes have wept; life no new sorrow has; Times come and go; but God is where He was. So, soul, come with me, and be sure we'll find We shall have strength to fight, or strength to bear; No prisoners of evil fate are we, For in our breast we carry Hopeful's key. AMELIA E. BARR. UM up at night what thou hast done by day; SUM up at what thou that host by Dress and undress thy soul. GEORGE HERBERT. 'HE things o'er which we grieved, with lashes THE wet, Will flash before us out of life's dark night, As stars shine most in deeper tints of blue. THEY are poor That have lost nothing: they are poorer far For life is one, and in its warp and woof That we have wept. But oh! this thread of gold, When I remember something which I had, Even in cowslip time, when hedges sprout, When I remember something promised me, But which I never had, nor can have now, Because the promiser we no more see In countries that accord with mortal vow ;When I remember this, I mourn—but yet My happier days are not the days when I forget. JEAN INGELOW. ROM the mountain-side of years, FRO Up which I came and failed or won, The places watered by my tears Seem sweet as gardens in the sun. |