I would never wander, bird, like thee, With wing and spirit once light and free, There are many things like thee, bright bird; Hopes as thy plumage gay; Our air is with them for ever stirred, But still in air they stay. And Happiness, like thee, fair one, Is ever hovering o'er, But rests in a land of brighter sun, Where the fount of "living waters" springs. THEODORE DWIGHT. AFRICAN DISTRESS. 66 HELP! oh, help! thou God of Christians! Save a mother from despair! Cruel white men steal my children ! God of Christians, hear my prayer! "From my arms by force they're rended, Swift will carry them from me. "There my son lies, stripp'd, and bleeding; Fast, with thongs, his hands are bound. See, the tyrants, how they scourge him! See his sides a reeking wound. "See his little sister by him; Quaking, trembling, how she lies! Drops of blood her face besprinkle ; Tears of anguish fill her eyes. "Now they tear her brother from her; Hear the little creature begging!— "See, upon the shore she's raving: “I am young, and strong, and hardy; He's a sick, and feeble boy; Take me, whip me, chain me, starve me, All my life I'll toil with joy. "Christians! who's the God you worship? Is he cruel, fierce, or good? Does he take delight in mercy? Or in spilling human blood? "Ah, my poor distracted mother! Hear her scream upon the shore."Down the savage captain struck her, Lifeless on the vessel's floor. Up his sails he quickly hoisted, HANNAH F. GOULD. THE SNOW FLAKE. "Now, if I fall, will it be my lot And then will my course be ended ?" 'Twas thus a feathery Snow-flake said, As down through the measureless space it strayed, Or, as half by dalliance, half afraid, 66 It seemed in mid air suspended. O, no," said the Earth, "thou shalt not lie, Neglected and lone, on my lap to die, Thou pure and delicate child of the sky; For thou wilt be safe in my keeping : But, then, I must give thee a lovelier form; But revive when the sunbeams are yellow and warm, |