But then he coudna bear a grudge,

E'en to the very Deil.

Then let his frailties be forgot,

And sweetly may he slumber; And at the rising may he rank, Amang the happy number.

WE LEAN ON ONE ANOTHER.

O come and listen while I sing
A song of human nature!
For high, or low, we're all akin,
Το every human creature ;
We're all the children of the same-

The great--the "mighty mother;" And from the cradle to the grave,

We lean on one another.

It matters little what we wear,
How high, or low, our station;
We're all alike-the slaves of sin,
And sons of tribulation.

No matter what may be the coat,

With which our breasts we cover; Our hearts within are of one stuff,

And linked to one another.

The earth beneath's our common home,

The heavens bending o'er us;

And wheresoever we may turn,
Eternity's before us.

By pride, and envy, we have been
But strangers to each other;

But nature meant that we should lean,

In love on one another.

With Adam, from the bowers of bliss,
We all alike were driven;

And king, and cadger, at the last,
Must square accounts with heaven.
We're all in need of sympathy,

Tho' pride the fact would smother; And its as little's we can do

To comfort one another.

A fool's a fool, the world o'er,
Whate'er may be his station;
A snob's a snob, tho' he may hold
The sceptre of the nation.

And wisdom was ordained to rule,

Tho' knaves aside may shove her ;—

That all the human race might live,

In love with one another.

A king may need our sympathy,
For all his great attendance;
For among men there's no such thing
As perfect independence.

Tho' great is mighty England's heir,
Poor Paddy is his brother!

And from the cabin to the throne,

We lean n one another.

THE SUICIDE'S BURIAL.

By his own hand my brother died, Oh ghastly was the wound; And the people said

He'd not be laid

In consecrated ground.

I loved him from my

childhood

up,

He was mine only brother;

With flashing eye

I vow'd he'd lie

Beside our buried mother.

And at the deepest hour of night,

I wrapt him in a sheet;

When all were gone,

Then all alone

I bore him through the street.