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Or like the bird that ’s here to-day,
Like to the bubble in the brook,
SENSIBILITY. - Burns.
SENSIBILITY, how charming,
Thou, my friend, canst truly tell; But distress, with horrors arming,
Thou hast also known tớo well.
Fairest flower! behold the lily
Blooming in the sunny ray ;
See it prostrate on the clay.
Hear the wood-lark charm the forest,
Telling o'er his little joys ; Hapless bird ! a prey the surest
To each pirate of the skies.
Dearly bought the hidden treasure
Finer feelings can bestow ;
Thrill the deepest notes of woe.
TO BLOSSOMS. – Herrick.
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
Your date is not so past,
Then go at last.
What, were ye born to be
An hour or half's delight,
And so to bid good night? 'T was pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth,
And lose you quite.
But you are lovely leaves, where we
Their end, though ne'er so brave ;
Into the grave.
LOVE. — Milnes.
THERE are gold-bright suns in worlds above, And blazing gems in worlds below, Our world has Love and only Love, For living warmth and jewel glow; God's Love is sunlight to the good, And Woman's pure as diamond sheen, And Friendship's mystic brotherhood In twilight beauty lies between.
BURIAL OF THE MINNISINK. - Longfellow.
On sunny slope and beechen swell,
Far upward in the mellow light
But soon a funeral hymn was heard
BURIAL OF THE MINNISINK.
They sang, that by his native bowers
A dark cloak of the roebuck's skin
Before, a dark-haired virgin train
Stripped of his proud and martial dress,
They buried the dark chief ; they freed
HEAVEN. - From Festus.
Is heaven a place where pearly streams
Glide over silver sand ? Like childhood's rosy, dazzling dreams
Of some far fairy land ?
Is heaven a clime where diamond dews
Glitter on fadeless flowers, And mirth and music ring aloud
From amaranthine bowers ?
Ah no; not such, not such is heaven!
Surpassing far all these ;
Man's wearied soul to please.
For saints and sinners here below,
Such vain to be have proved; And the pure spirit will despise
Whate'er the sense has loved.
There shall we dwell with Sire and Son,
And with the Mother-maid, And with the Holy Spirit, one,
In glory like arrayed;
And not to one created thing
Shall one embrace be given ; But all our joy shall be in God,
For only God is heaven.