Lord, it is not fear of dying,

Nor an impious denying

Of Thy will, which forevermore on earth, in heaven, be done;

But the love that desperate clings

Unto these, my precious things

In the beauty of the daylight, and the glory of the

sun.

Ah, Thou still art calling, calling,
With a soft voice unappalling;

And it vibrates in far circles through the everlasting

years;

When Thou knockest, even so !

I will arise and go.

MISS MULOCK.

HOU, who so long has pressed the couch of pain,

To life's free breath and day's sweet light again,
From the chill shadows of the gate of death!

For thou hadst reached the twilight bound between The world of spirits and this grosser sphere ; Dimly by thee the things of earth were seen,

And faintly fell earth's voices on thine ear.

Thou wert not weary of thy lot; the earth
Was ever good and pleasant in thy sight;
Still clung thy loves about the household hearth,
And sweet was every day's returning light.

Then welcome back to all thou wouldst not leave, To this grand march of seasons, days and hours; The glory of the morn, the glow of eve,

The beauty of the streams and stars and flowers.

Thou bring'st no tidings of the better land,
Even from its verge; the mysteries opened there
Are what the faithful heart may understand
In its still depths, yet words may not declare.

And well I deem, that from the brighter side
Of life's dim border, some o'erflowing rays
Streamed from the inner glory, shall abide

Upon thy spirit through the coming days.

Now may we keep thee from the balmy air
And radiant walks of heaven a little space,
Where He, who went before thee to prepare
For his meek followers, shall assign thy place.

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.

XI.

SONGS IN BEREAVEMENT.

'Let us go in and see how the dead rest!

"Ah! I believe there is no away; that no love, no life, goes ever from us; it goes as He went, that it may come again, deeper and closer and surer, to be with us always-even to the end of the world."

"O solitary love! thou art so strong,

I think God will take pity on thee ere long.

And take thee where thou'lt find those angel faces fair."