HADALLAH. How needful is it, then, for man Their magnitude to feel :— Retirement must adjust the beam, And prayer must poise the scales; Oh may we in remembrance bear, He sought retirement,-practis'd prayer! 101 O'er the desert waste and dreary, Many a day we've journeyed on, Welcome, then, thy crystal treasure ! Though they say, no soul immortal Yet I feel within me burning, Thoughts which are not of the earth; Breathings all divine, returning To the home that gave them birth. Surely never hopes so holy Can, like earth-born raptures, die! In the blissful groves of Yemen, Tears of myrrh with incense fraught. HADALLAH. Then to show a thankful spirit, For the gracious care of Heaven, Life and strength through thee has given. Here I bring my tribute, only Minister of bounteous Allah! Thou, like Him, still bounteous be; Spirit of the lonely fountain! Mean though all the gift I bring, Take, O take mine offering! 103 L. P. In private we have our thoughts to watch, in the family our tempers, and in company our tongues. 104 PASSING AWAY. "PASSING AWAY?" I ask'd the stars in the pomp of night, Gilding its blackness with crowns of light, And dirge-like music stole from their spheres, We have no light that hath not been given, And the legend we blazon with beam and ray, We shall fade in our beauty, the fair and bright, Though worship'd as gods in the olden day, ISLE OF BEAUTY, FARE THEE WELL. 105 From the stars of heaven to the flowers of earth, From all, save that o'er which soul bears sway, Passing away," sing the breeze and rill, ISLE OF BEAUTY, FARE THEE WELL. Shades of evening! close not o'er us! Leave our lonely bark awhile! Morn, alas! will not restore us Yonder dim and distant isle. Still my fancy can discover Sunny spots where friends may Darker shadows round us hover Isle of Beauty! Fare thee well. dwell; |