Vain were the beams of summer suns, If God withheld the gentle rain, And thus across life's fairest day, Yes: think not God's most precious gifts C. E. TONNA. LIFE. LIFE is beautiful! its duties Cluster round each passing day, Life is beautiful with promise May no thoughtless wanderer scorn it, MRS. SIGOURNEY. FRIENDSHIP. I TURNED me to an ancient rock Fixed to this hard enduring bed, And when the waves came rolling on, Or clung more closely to the stone, Thus true amidst a world of strife, May faithful friendship crown my life, Yet say, upon what hallowed ground T. B. MURRAY. ECRATION OF A as found their King; in thy name, to Thee, ould we claim, our warranty: Thou hast given, shall enter heaven! R. W. KYLE. MARY AT THE SEPULCHRE. How sweet in the musing of faith to repair And paid her sad tribute of sorrow and love. prison, And the voice of the angel salutes her glad ear,- Contented, with Mary, to sorrow below, If with her we may drink of thy fountain above. CUNNINGHAM. THE END OF AFFLICTION. THE gloom of the night adds a charm to the morn, So trials and sorrows the Christian prepare On earth tribulation awaits him; but there |