To each unknown his brother's prayer, Yet brethren true in dearest love Were they-and now they share There daily through Christ's open gate They see the Gentile spirits press, Brightening their high estate With dearer happiness. What civic wreath for comrades sav'd Shone ever with such deathless gleam, Or when did perils brav'd So sweet to veterans seem? TUESDAY IN EASTER WEEK. And they departed quickly from the sepulchre with fear and great joy, and did run to bring His disciples word. St. Matthew xxviii. 8. TO THE SNOW-DROP. THOU first-born of the year's delight, In vernal green and virgin white, 'Tis not because thy drooping form When chilly shades from gathering storm Nor for yon river islet wild Beneath the willow spray, Where, like the ringlets of a child, Thou weav'st thy circle gay; "Tis not for these I love thee dear Thy shy averted smiles To Fancy bode a joyous year, They twinkle to the wintry moon, And tell us, all will glisten soon Is there a heart, that loves the spring, Yet mortals doubt, when angels bring When holy maids and matrons speak Of Christ's forsaken bed, And voices, that forbid to seek The living mid the dead, And when they say, "Turn wandering heart, 66 Thy Lord is ris'n indeed, "Let Pleasure go, put Care apart, "And to His presence speed;" We smile in scorn: and yet we know They early sought the tomb, Their hearts, that now so freshly glow, Lost in desponding gloom. They who have sought, nor hope to find, But where, in gentle spirits, fear These sure have seen the angels near, Nor let the Pastor's thankful eye O guide us, when our faithless hearts Where Patience her sweet skill imparts Beneath some cottage roof: Revive our dying fires, to burn High as her anthems soar, And of our scholars let us learn FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. Seemeth it but a small thing unto you, that the God of Israel hath separated you from the congregation of Israel, to bring you near to Himself? Numbers xvi. 9. FIRST Father of the holy seed, Thou count me for thine own, Hear, from thy mercy-throne! Upon thine altar's horn of gold |