& THE MASTER'S TOUCH. H. BONAR. N the still air the music lies unheard; Great Master, touch us with thy skillful hand; Hidden and lost, thy form within us lie! Spare not the stroke! do with us as thou wilt! Thy perfect image, thou our God and Lord! TWO VIEWS OF LIVING. My life is in the sere and yellow leaf, The fire that on my bosom preys -Lord Byron. Life! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part; I own to me's a secret yet. Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear,— Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning. -Mrs. Barbauld. BEAUTIFUL THINGS. ELLEN P. ALLERTON. EAUTIFUL faces are those that wear, Beautiful eyes are those that show, Like crystal panes where hearthfires glow, Beautiful lips are those whose words Beautiful hands are those that do Work that is earnest and brave and true, Beautiful feet are those that go On kindly ministries to and fro, Down lowliest ways if God wills it so. Beautiful shoulders are those that bear Beautiful lives are those that bless, Whose hidden fountains but few can guess. BEAUTIFUL THINGS. Beautiful twilight, at set of sun; Beautiful graves, where grasses creep, Where brown leaves fall, where drifts lie deep 27 AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE. H L. HUNT. OW sweet it were, if without feeble fright, At evening in our room, and bend on ours His divine eyes, and bring us from his bowers never Been dead indeed, -as we shall know forever. |