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Take them, O great Eternity !

Our little life is but a gust, That bends the branches of thy tree,

And trails its blossoms in the dust.

HYMN

FOR MY BROTHER'S ORDINATION.

Christ to the young man said: “ Yet one thing

more; If thou wouldst perfect be, Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor,

And come and follow me!"

Within this temple Christ again, unseen,

Those sacred words hath said,
And his invisible hands to-day have been

Laid on a young man's head.

And evermore beside him on his way

The unseen Christ shall move, That he

upon

his arm and say, “Dost thou, dear Lord, approve?”

may lean

Beside him at the marriage feast shall be,

To make the scene more fair ;

Beside him in the dark Gethsemane

Of pain and midnight prayer.

O holy trust! O endless sense of rest!

Like the beloved John

To lay his head upon the Saviour's breast,

And thus to journey on!

THE

BLIND GIRL OF CASTÈL-CUILLÈ.

FROM THE GASCON OF JASMIN.

Only the Lowland tongue of Scotland might
Rehearse this little tragedy aright:
Let me attempt it with an English quill;
And take, O Reader, for the deed the will.

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