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420 POEMS.
And whilst thou art wandering, oh, list to the song,
Through earth’s wide chambers it rings :
“The day shall be dawning, it cometh erelong,
When the slumberer awaketh — with wings.”
* RESIGNATION.
In the flower, the billow, the beams of the sun,
O God, we can read of thy might!
It gleams in the gorgeous garlands of June,
*T is traced in the insects’ dances at noon,
In the star-spangled garments of night.
But brightest those heavenly features glow
In a suffering mortal’s breast,
When he calmly tastes of the banquet of woe,
And drains its cup to the dregs below,
With a saint-like patience blest.
On his lips unmurmuring a smile doth play,
Whilst of hope and faith they tell ;
We see him go on his weary way,
And we laud our God, and humbly pray,
That in us, too, His spirit may dwell.
* CONSOLATION IN NATURE.
O cuitp of sorrow! Thine eye is dimmed
‘By the mists of bitter woe ;
O’er all this earth thy glance hath skimmed,
Yet it could not read nor know
That holy writ, full of solace sweet,
Which springs from the sod beneath thy feet.
Oh, wipe the tear-drop from thine eyes,
God’s writing it must not hide ;
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