BROTHER'S LOVE. HEY had been more than brothers, but there came Betwixt them a cold shadow—I beheld it grow Dark and more dark, with tears I tell thee so, For both I loved, and neither could I blame. At last one sought me out, and said "I go To distant lands. I cannot bear the slow Consuming of his love. One boon I claimIf he e'er needeth kindness, to him show." A pray'r for fitting speech from my heart rose, And I besought him but to speak one word Unto his ancient friend. A great pulse stirred Thro' all his frame-" Ye love, and yet are foes." He wept at this, and ere the sun had set I saw their hands in full forgiveness met. J THE NEST WATCHED. CAME upon a nest the other day ; The younglings slept within-a happy brood; The mother had gone forth to bring them food, And as I waited on a bending spray She lighted with her load, but soon away Swift flew, impatient of my presence there. I-cruel-paused, and watched her anxious mood, Then pitying her patience, and despair, And love, for what beneath her breast was bred, I backward stepped, and in her joy had share, As to the objects of her fond heart's care, With a low cry of gladness, echoing through My inmost soul, the faithful creature flew. Miscellaneous. 87 g A PAINTER'S STUDIO. ACRED to all the Muses is the place I enter with hush'd voice and rev'rent tread, As tho' with fairy wreaths the floor were spread, And gazing round on many a perfect face, Which here, being dumb, yet speaketh, there is shed And I do homage to the artist's grace, This hour will shine out like some hidden star, Shall cross with rev'rent foot this threshold o'er. THE GIFT RING. GOLDEN ring is mine, with jewels set, Three priceless gems, to me most dear, and fair And daily on my hand this ring I wear, For when amid Life's fever and its fret, I look on this my ring. Then unaware My crosses and iny cares I quite forget, While one by one my jewels I compareCharlotte, and Edith, and grave Harriett, My daughters, dow'ried with their mother's face, And sharing each some portion of her grace. Then with sweet tears I feel my eyes grow wet, And, oh what tender thoughts and yearnings cling Around these jewels in my golden ring. THE GEM TRANSFERRED. ROPS from Life's circlet one, its fairest gem, Her that no more, mine own, shall home return; That no rude thorn her gentle breast may wound, But Time bring only blessing-thro' long years Over her path the Angels, Love and Trust, May still be hovering, when I am dust. BANISHED ENVY. HEN I bethink me of the pour'd out blisses Which render rich some life more fortunate, When my sick fancy counts its sum of kisses, And all the joyance of its happy state, Miscellaneous. THE STRANDED WRECK. CORGOTTEN by thy fellows! liest thou here As tho' it mourned thy loneliness and pride, 89 LOVE'S SUNSET. THE sun has set, but still his parting rays So 'tis with me and my lost youth gone by- And life's "To be" has chang'd to its "Has been !" LOVE SOVEREIGN. WHEN to my trembling mouth thy mouth was prest, In our first kiss of passion and of pain, Arrows of living lightning pierced my brain, While rapture well nigh madness thrilled my breast, For Love had come an uninvited guest For evermore its tenant to remain. Oh, sorrow, and oh, joy-oh, bliss, oh, bane! I did obey thy sovereign behest, Thou mightiest monarch, and have worn thy chain. To worship thee, my peace and my unrest, LOVE'S MAGIC. EAR lady and dear love, I fain would bring thee Alas! how poor a ditty can I sing thee, There's music there if thou wilt choose the measure, |