So, let him wait God's instant men call

years;

Meantime hold hard by truth, and his great soul,

Do out the duty. Through such souls alone God stooping shows sufficient of His light And I rise.

For us i' the dark to rise by.

April Seventeenth.

But Easter-day breaks!

But Christ rises! Mercy every way
Is infinite, and who can say?

April Eighteenth.

World-how it walled about

Life with disgrace,

Till God's own smile came out :

That was thy face.

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April Nineteenth.

You, forsooth, a flower? Nay, my love, a jewel

Jewel at no mercy of a moment in your

prime!

Time may fray the flower-face; kind be time or cruel,

Jewel, from each facet flash your laugh

at time!

April Twentieth.

What a name! Was it love or praise?
Speech half asleep or song half awake?
I must learn Spanish one of these days,
Only for that slow sweet name's sake.

How w

Grows

For women

April Twenty-first.

There is no good of life but love—but love.

May

To cl

April Twenty-second.

All women love great men,
If young or old.

April Twenty-third.

How we are made for happiness! how work Grows play, adversity a winning fight!

April Twenty-fourth.

May flowers bloom before May comes,

To cheer, a little, April's sadness.

April Twenty-fifth.

I count life just a stuff

To try the soul's strength on, educe the man. Who keeps one end in view makes all things

serve.

April Twenty-sixth.

Have I done worthy work? be love's the praise.

April Twenty-seventh.

Oh, never work

Like his was done for work's ignoble sake!

It must have finer aims to lure it on.