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"NOT OURS THE VOW'S."
TOT ours the vows of such as plight And rendered us, by sorrow's ties,
Their troth in sunny weather,

Each to the other dearer.
While leaves are green, and skies are bright,
To walk on flowers together,

Love, born in hours of joy and mirth,

With mirth and joy may perish;

That to which darker hours gave birth But we have loved as those who tread

Still more and more we cherish.
The thorny path of sorrow,
With clouds above, and cause to dread It looks beyond the clouds of time,
Yet deeper gloom to-morrow.

And through death's shadowy portal;

Made by adversity sublime, That thorny path, those stormy skies,

By faith and hope immortal. Have drawn our spirits nearer ;

BERNARD BARTON.

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HYMN ON THE MORNING OF CHRISTS NATIVITY.
IT was the winter wild,

Unstained with hostile blood;
While the Heaven-born child

The trumpet spake not to the armed throng
All meanly wrapped in the rude manger lies. And kings sat still with awful eye,
Nature, in awe to him,

As if they surely knew their sovereign Lorc Hath doffed her gaudy trim,

was by. With her great master so to sympathize; It was no season then for her

But peaceful was the night To wanton with the sun, her lusty para Wherein the Prince of Light mour.

His reign of peace upon the earth began;

The winds, with wonder whist, Only with speeches fair,

Smoothly the waters kissed, She wooes the gentle air

Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, To hide her guilty front with innocent snow, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, And on her naked shame,

While birds of calm sit brooding on the Pollute with sinful blame,

charmed wave. The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded that her Maker's eyes

The stars, with deep amaze, Should look so near upon her foul deformi

Stand fixed in steadfast gaze, ties.

Bending one way their precious influence,

And will not take their flight But He, her fears to cease,

For all the morning light, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace;

Or Lucifer, that often warned them thence; She, crowned with olive green, came softly

But in their glimmering orbs did glow, sliding Down through the turning sphere,

Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing, And, waving wide her myrtle wand,

And though the shady gloom She strikes a universal peace through sea Hath given day her room, and land.

The sun himself withheld his wonted speed.

And hid his head for shame No war or battle's sound

As his inferior flame Was heard the world around,

The new enlightened world no more should The idle spear and shield were high up hung;

need; The hooked chariot stood

He saw a greater Sun appear

them go.

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