VII.

Turning to look upon its well-known cause,

Once more from earth to heaven I lift my gaze; And oh! if light e'er thrilled my soul, it was When now it shone a veiled and tempered blaze.

VIII.

The fleecy cloud before the glowing sphere,
Just softened down enough for mortal sight
That source of beauty and of gladness here,
While fringed itself with loveliest hues of light.

IX.

Who count it their chief joy, and humbly try
To walk with God in Christ, will love to trace
Whatever image either earth or sky

Can yield to mind them of their Saviour's face.

X.

And now, methought, I saw an image fair

Of Him whose glories, veiled in mortal guise, Are calmly viewed by eyes that could not bear Their beams direct descending from the skies.

XI.

I saw an emblem of my Lord abased;

Yet never lovelier mid the choirs of heaven; Godhead with manhood dimmed, and manhood

graced

With rays divine, that man might be forgiven!

XII.

O God, I bless thee for the shadows here!
They serve to help awhile faith's feeble sight;

But oh! ere long let shadows disappear

In cloudless, sunless, everlasting light!

XLII.

THE WATERFALL.

"He that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things."-1 Cor. ix. 25.

I.

PLUNGING Wildly, foaming madly,
See the headlong waterfall!
Then-exhausted-winding sadly-
Like a wearied prodigal.

II.

Whitening now with rage and fury,
See it bursting o'er its bound!
Then, as if, ashamed, 'twould bury
Even its head beneath the ground!

III.

Such the course of human passion,
Uncontrolled by wisdom's hand;

First, it recklessly will dash on-
Then, ashamed, or wearied, stand.

IV.

Mine be rather like the river,
As it gently, smoothly glides;
Both partaking and the giver
Of the bounty heaven provides.

V.

May my every wish and feeling

Duly in the channel flow,

Marked by that pure word revealing

All that mortals need below.

VI.

So life's stream with tranquil motion, Heaven reflected in its face,

Onward to the boundless ocean

Its benignant course shall trace.

XLIII.

IMAGES OF LIFE.

"They are passed away as the swift ships; as the eagle that hasteth to the prey...... My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle."-JOB ix. 26; vii. 6.

I.

To fancy's view, exulting in the ease

With which he floated down or met the breeze;
Now curving gently round, as if to show

His
grace was equal to his strength, and now
Still in mid air-then soaring swift on high;-
I marked an eagle sporting in the sky.