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As shadowless a brow;
As you are running now;
Don’t interrupt your play,
Laugh on, laugh on, to-day!
A SCENE IN A PARK.
LURK we behind these huddled thorns awhile !
RUTH TO HER MOTHER.
EXTRACTED FROM AN ALBUM IN DEVONSHIRE.
I will not, cannot leave thee; every hope to me is.
dead, But the hope to smooth the pillow for an aged parent's
head! Oh! bid me not depart from thee;—to wander by thy
side Is now my only joy and wish,—my pleasure and my
Bid me not seek another lord, another land or home;
for me, So I may watch, and hunger, my mother dear, by thee.
III. I would not leave thee for the wealth of Fortune's
richest smile; Such lot were pain and grief to me, if thou wert poor
the while: I would not leave thee, though the cloud that broods
upon thy brow Were of a deeper, deadlier gloom, than I behold it now.
IV. Thou say’st that thou art childless now,—thou hast no
other son To be a link of love to us, to bind our souls in one;Oh! who should smile with Chilion's smile, or speak
with Chilion's tone, But her whose grief for Chilion was as bitter as thine
By the joy we both remember, by the loss we both
lament, Bid me not serve my people’s gods, nor seek my father's
tent; I am an alien at their hearth, a stranger at their shrine, I have no kindred now but thee, I know no God but
And He will still be with us, in our smiles and in our
tears; In the weakness of my youth, and in the sadness of thy
years; To cheer the darkness of our doom, how dark soe'er
it be, And bless the grateful love with which my spirit clings to thee.
M. G. T.
”T is sad when sickness wrings the frame,
But oh! it is a deeper pain,
Ye blessed ones ! in might come down,
LEISURE AND LOVE.
BY LAMAN BLANCHARD.
Sooth ’t were a pleasant life to lead,
With nothing in the world to do, But just to blow a shepherd's reed
The silent seasons through ;And just to drive a flock to feed,
Sheep, quiet, fond, and few!
Pleasant to breathe beside a brook,
And count the bubbles --love-worlds -- there; To muse within some minstrel's book,
Or watch the haunted air;-To slumber in some leafy nook,
Or— idle anywhere.