No excessive heat they feel From the sun's director ray; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. He that on the throne doth reign, With the Tree of Life sustain, To the living fountains lead: Wipe the tears from every face; Fill up every soul with love. WESLEY. NATIVE SCENES. O Native scenes, nought to my heart clings nearer Than you, ye Edens of my youthful hours; Nought in this world warms my affections dearer, The pasture pathway 'neath the willow groves, CLARE. QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS. Q. Flowers wherefore do ye bloom? Q. Stars, wherefore do ye rise? A. To light thy spirit to the skies. Q. Fair moon, why dost thou wane? A. That I may wax again. Q. O sun, what makes thy beams so bright? Q. Time, whither dost thou flee? A. I travel to eternity. Q. Eternity, what art thou, say? A. I was, am, will be evermore--to-day Q. Nature, whence sprang thy glorious frame? A. My Maker called me, and I came. Q. Winds, whence and whither do ye blow? A. Thou must be "born again" to know. Q. Ocean, what rules thy swell and fall? Q. Planets, what guides you in your course? A. Unfelt, unseen, unfailing force. Q. O life, what is thy breath? Q. O grave where is thy victory? L Q. O death, where ends thy strife? A. In everlasting life. MONTGOMERY. KNOW THYSELF. To know ourselves-how hard the task! May gracious heaven to me impart As may ameliorate my heart, And check each sinful thought of mine. SISSON. |