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148 EVENING PRAYER AT A GIRLS' SCHOOL.
Her lot is on you-to be found untir'd,
Watching the stars out by the bed of pain, With a pale cheek, and yet a brow inspir'd,
And a true heart of hope, though hope be vain. Meekly to bear with wrong, to cheer decay, And oh! to love through all things-therefore pray!
And take the thought of this calm vesper time,
With its low murmuring sounds and silvery light, On through the dark days fading from their prime, As a sweet dew to keep your souls from blight. Earth will forsake-oh! happy to have given Th' unbroken heart's first fragrance unto Heaven!
WRITTEN AFTER THE DEATH OF A SISTER-IN-LAW.
ANSWER me, burning stars of night!
Where is the spirit gone,
past the reach of human sight,
In light and power on high,
Ask things that cannot die!"
Oh! many-ton'd and chainless wind!
Far over mount and sea?
-And the wind murmur'd in reply, "The blue deep I have cross'd, And met its barks and billows high,
But not what thou hast lost! "
Ye clouds that gorgeously repose
Around the setting sun,
Answer! have ye a home for those
Whose earthly race is run?
The bright clouds answer'd-" We depart,
We vanish from the sky;
Ask what is deathless in thy heart
Speak, then, thou voice of God within!
Where is the spirit flown?
-And the voice answer'd-"Be thou still!
Enough to know is given;
Clouds, winds, and stars their task fulfil,
Thine is to trust in Heaven!"
THE SIEGE OF VALENCIA:
A DRAMATIC POEM.
Jndicio ha dado esta no vista hazaña
Hallò sola en Numancia todo quanto
Y lo que puede dar materia al canto.
Numancia de Cervantes.