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MAIDEN OF THE SUNNY BROW.

MAIDEN of the sunny brow,

Dost thou never sigh ?

Hast thou no dark hour, when flow

Tear-drops from thine eye?
Heart, that never harbored guile;
Life, the home of beauty's smile ;
Calm content, and thoughts that twine,
Ever green, round feeling's shrine, -

Maiden, they are thine !

Sunshine lights the forest bower,

Passing soon away;
Yet, without its sister shower,

What would be the ray?
Brighter, touched by chastening tears,
Beam the young heart's hopes and fears ;

Sorrow wears a charm divine,

Gladness owns a holier shrine,

Maiden, they are thine !

HENRY BRANDRETH.

SAFE COUNSEL.

Follow that fervor, oh, devoted spirit,

Wherewith thy Saviour's goodness fires thy breast! Go where it draws, and when it calls, oh, hear it!

It is thy Shepherd's voice, and leads to rest.

In this, thy new devotedness of feeling,

Suspicion, envy, anger, have no claim; Sure hope is highest happiness revealing,

With peace, and gentleness, and purest fame.

For in thy holy and thy happy sadness,

If tears or sighs are sometimes sown by thee,
In the pure regions of immortal gladness,
Sweet and eternal shall thy harvest be.

Leave them to say,

“ This people's meditation

Is vain and idle!”

-sit with ear and eye

Steadfast on Christ, in child-like dedication,

Oh, thou inhabitant of Bethany !

FROM THE ITALIAN OF LORENZO DE' MEDICI.

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