FAINTLY flow, thou falling river, Keep thy calm unruffled way: Roses bloom, and then they wither; Years are bearing us to heaven, JAMES G. PERCIVAL. VI. THE RAINY DAY. "MAN's strength is in his war with obstacles."-Bulwer. THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary; My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Some days must be dark and dreary. LONGFELLOW. TO THE SUN DIAL. VII. TO THE SUN DIAL. 271 "AN Italian philosopher expressed in his motto, that TIME WAS HIS ESTATE; an estate, indeed, which will produce nothing without cultivation, but will always abundantly repay the labours of industry, and satisfy the most extensive desires, if no part of it be suffered to lie waste by negligence, to be overrun with noxious plants, or laid out for show rather than for use."-Johnson. My ear is pained, my heart is sick, "Tis irksome in the dead of night To have Time's progress thus made know Proclaimed in such a sullen tone. To know that thus in darkness fly Nothing to show their lapse redeemed Have found and left us unemployed. Better I love-since time must pass- With still more joy to thee I turn, Time's sweetest flight from thee I learn, Whose lore is borrowed from above. The worldly use of time may need Less cumbrous things its course to tell,- To read-and-feel its voiceless spell. On some old terrace-walk to greet These seem to track the path of time Thou simple, silent, and sublime, But show'st thy shadowy sign from Heaven. VIII. FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS. "In general, night is a very advantageous time for those who love to meditate, and to use self-examination. The tumult and dissipation, in which we commonly live during the day, leave us but too little time for recollection, for detaching our affections from the earth, and for occupying ourselves seriously about our latter end, and the duties of our station. The tranquillity of the night invites us to, and assists us in, these serious occupations. We may then, without interruption, converse with our hearts, and acquire the important science of selfknowledge. Our souls may collect all their powers, and direct them to the objects which relate to our eternal happiness. We may then banish the evil impressions which are received from the world, and get our souls fortified against the seducing examples of the age. This is the time in which we may meditate on death without distraction, and employ ourselves in the great concerns of the eternal world. The tranquil solitude of our closets is favourable to religious thoughts, and will inspire us with an ardent desire, to be more and more occupied in this sacred work."-Sturm. WHEN the hours of day are numbered, Wake the better soul,' that slumbered, Ere the evening lamps are lighted, FOOTSTEPS OF ANGELS. Then the forms of the departed He, the young and strong, who cherished They, the holy ones and weakly, And with them the being beauteous, With a slow and noiseless footstep And she sits and gazes at me With those deep and tender eyes, Uttered not, yet comprehended, O, though oft depressed and lonely, If I but remember only Such as these have lived and died! 273 IX. A NAME IN THE SAND. "MAN that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not. As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.' Psalm ciii. 15, 16. ALONE I walked the ocean strand; And so, methought, 'twill shortly be Will sweep across the place, And yet, with Him who counts the sands Of all this mortal part has wrought; HANNAH F. GOULD, X. THE LAST MINSTREL. "SUFFICIENTLY provided for within, they (poets in the olden time) had need of little from without; the gift of imparting lofty emotions, and glorious images to men, in melodies and words that charmed the ear, and fixed themselves inseparably on whatever they might touch, of old enraptured the world, and served the gifted as a rich inheritance. At the courts of kings, at the tables of the great, under the windows of the fair, the sound of them was heard, while the ear and the soul were shut for all beside; and men felt, as we do when |