When the clarion's music thrills "Take thy banner! But, when night Spare him--he our love hath shared! Spare him!-as thou wouldst be spared!" RESIGNATION. THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, The air is full of farewells to the dying, The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Let us be patient! These severe afflictions But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapours Amid these earthly damps: What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. When the clarion's music thrills "Take thy banner! and, beneath |