WHEN DEATH SHALL CHILL, &c. When death shall chill this aged heart, Still let some silent thoughts be mine. And dared the storm, if blessed with thee. Our love began in early years, When hearts elate ne'er dream life's day, Where yonder bending blossoms wave, And soon the saddening hour will rise, When death shall steel my glance from you, And tears will fill those faithful eyes, When with my friends I slumber too. Then may thy trembling footsteps stray, And gild it ere he sinks to rest. Richard Ryan. THEY WEPT, &c. They wept those aged patriots wept, The fame of vanished years; And burning thoughts, which long had slept, Now melted them to tears; They well remembered Salem's state, Ere Babel laid it desolate. They saw the second temple rise, But oh less fair and bright! Dropped sorrow at the sight; They thought of many a long passed scene Captivity hath been their lot For many a lonely day, Yet Salem cannot be forgot Or memory pass away And memory told the tale too well, For which their bitter tear-drops fell. A MOTHER'S GRIEF. To mark the sufferings of the babe, Through dreary days and darker nights, The quick and shortened breath; Anon To mark the last dread strife draw near, To see in one short hour decayed To feel how vain a father's prayers, How vain a mother's tears; To think the cold grave now must close Of all the treasured joys of earth— Yet when the first wild throb is past To lift the eye of faith to heaven, This best can dry the gushing tears, O'ercomes a mother's grief. Dale. ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT. With what unknown delight the mother smiled, Now in her father's house she finds a place; Or if to earth she take a transient flight, 'Tis to fulfil the purpose of his grace, To guide thy footsteps to the world of light;A ministering spirit sent to thee, That where she is, there thou may'st also be. Miss Jane Taylor. THE CHILD'S FUNERAL Calm and warm is the summer sky, |