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AN INVOCATION

Hear our prayer, oh gracious Father, Author of celestial good, That Thy laws, so pure and holy, May be better understood. As the dew, before the sunlight, Melts, and fadeth from our sight, So may every doubt and error Fade before Eternal Light.

ANGEL THOUGHTS

I will not leave you comfortless; I will come to you. —Jesus.

CHRIST OUR REFUGE

O'er the hushed harpstrings of the mind,      There sweeps a strain— Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind      The power of pain; And wake a white-winged angel-throng      Of thoughts, illumed By faith, and breathed in raptured song,     With love perfumed. Oh, in His unveiled presence grow      Life's burdens light; We kiss the cross, and wait to know      A world more bright.

AN APRIL JESTER

[ Boston Traveller. ] Outdoors the white rain coming down Made rivers of the streets in town, And where the snow in patches lay It washed the Winter's signs away.

Nor can the eternal roll of praise regret...

Nor can the eternal roll of praise regret Those unconforming; whom one vigorous day Drives from their cares, a voluntary prey To poverty and grief and disrespect, And some to want—as if by tempest wrecked On a wild coast; how destitute! did they Feel not that conscience never can betray, That peace of mind is virtue's sure effect, Their altars they forego, their homes they quit, Fields which they love, and paths they daily trod, And cast the future upon Providence; As men the dictate of whose inward sense Outweighs the world; whom self-deceiving wit Lures not from what they deem the curse of God. WORDSWORTH.

Nor can the vain toil cease,...

     Nor can the vain toil cease, Till, in the shadowy maze of life, we meet One who can guide our aching, wayward feet, To find Himself—our Way, our Life and Peace. In Him the long unrest is soothed and stilled,      Our hearts are filled?      O power to do! O baffled will! O prayer and action! ye are one.

RESURRECTION

I trod the path where once we walked together; Old leaves and withered fir-cones strewed the way, And cowslips nodded in the breezy weather, This Easter Day. Across the windy slopes sweet bells were ringing, A skylark's song came downward, clear and gay; And my full heart broke forth in joyous singing, This Easter Day.

"Alas, life's music takes a minor key! It hears the wind's deep-rolling melody, And murmurs too; Dear heart, 't was never thus, as long as you Were here with me. For then, together, I could always bring From Winter's desolation gladsome Spring.

One By One

" One by one the hours meet us, In the shadow or the shine, With the joy that comes to greet us, Or the care that waits in line. "One by one, and not in masses, The heavy burden we must lift, Bravely bearing, till it passes From us, steadily and swift.

March

Slayer of winter art thou here again? O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh! The bitter wind makes not thy victory vain, Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky. Welcome, O March! whose kindly days and dry Make April ready for the throstle's song, Thou first redresser of the winter's wrong I William Morris.