ΤΟ The Sons of Temperance. OF THE UNITED STATES, THIS VOLUME IS RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED BY THE PUBLISHERS THE DESOLATION OF YTCHTENE. AN EVENING AT HOME. THE WIDOW'S MITE. THE FIRST ORATION. REMEMBRANCE. POETRY OF MR. HAYNES BAYLY. Fanny Forrester. Thomas Carew. J. A. Stone. Col. W. Sherburne. THE FOUNTAIN. BY EMMA HEMPLE. SPRINGING through the throbbing sunshine; Meeting high its ray; Gladd'ning every bud and blossom, With its glittering spray ; Played a fountain, freely, gladly, tiring never all the day. Striving still to reach the branches, Arching o'er its head, Flowing back with rainbows laden, To its sparkling bed; That with gems of brilliant brightness seemed forever fed. And the flowers, bent low anear it, Seeming brightest there, Where it sent its cooling freshness, O'er their blossoms fair; Flinging out their richest fragrance, as a tribute for its care. Oh! the fountain spread around it, Joy to every living thing, Not a bird of brightest plumage, But anear it, dropped its wing, And with heart of grateful loving, there its clearest notes would sing |