Emblems of Innocence!-Oh, sleep, my babes!

Sweet sleep, at length, has deigned to seal your eyes;
But ah! too oft a groan proclaims your pain!
Yet you complaint not-nor need you complain;
For God to the "shorn lamb tempers the wind.”
But why thus suffer ?-ye no crimes have known;
No sins have yet defiled your spotless hearts.
-O, for a state like yours! ethereal, pure,
Primeval innocence-devoid of fear.

Lo! fruits of man's first disobedience'—
Disease, misfortune, accident, and death,
And all the train of ills, ordained for man!
How thick they spread our path; how oft infuse
The bitterest dregs in pleasure's sparkling cup!
-With brightest ray, rose, erst, my morning sun;
But, long ere its meridian height it gained,
Dark clouds its beams o'ercast, and murky night
Obscured its glories in sepulchral gloom !*
Friend after friend, the shadowy vale of death
In quick succession sought. The stern behest
Of Heaven's all-ruling Sire, none may resist.
'Tis thine, O man, to bow; the hand adore,
That lays thy glory prostrate in the dust!

*The writer was left, in the morning of life, the sole surviver of his Family

Severe the discipline, which to the foot Of Jesus' cross my stubborn heart subdued. Tie after tie, that bound me to the world, Was riven, to form that holiest of ties, Which binds me now to Him, who wounds to heal.

Afflictions, sanctified, are Heaven's best gifts. Oh, then, Thou great ETERNAL! shower thy grace On me, thy erring servant: bless my babes; Preserve their lives; and may they walk in truth.' And when, at last, Thou call'st us to thy bar, May we possess that child-like frame of mind,* Which our bless'd Lord assured us, all must have, Who claim a mansion in the realms of bliss.

*St. Luke, xviii. 17.

THE AUTUMN BLAST.

"We all do fade as a leaf."

SWEEPS by the Autumn blast ;

It seems the "knell of our departed hours :"Late, summer lingered o'er the blooming flowers;

Now Summer's bloom is past :

Sweeps by the Autumn blast!

Sighs the lone evening breeze:

It is the dirge of Summer's beauty gone-
Beauty, that erst arose with Summer's dawn:
Hoarse, through the faded trees,

Sighs the lone evening breeze!

Alas! that faded leaf!

An emblem sad, of MAN's uncertain date:-
So changing-fading—is earth's brightest state;
Man's longest day so brief:

Alas! that faded leaf!

Shall earth's gay bloom revive? Though gelid breath of wintry winds deform, Renascent Spring will renovate its form, And new-born lustre give,

And earth's gay bloom revive.

The wintry blast of Death

Shall lay man's proudest glories in the tomb!
But Faith in CHRIST will pierce the midnight gloom;
And God's vivifick breath

Annul the power of Death.*

The Resurrection morn

Shall rouse the lowly slumberers in the earth;
And countless myriads, at this awful birth,

To deathless life be born,

On that refulgent morn!

CHRIST comes to judge the world!

The BLEST have robes made white in JESUS' blood; † But, ah! the scorners, to the avenging flood

Must be for ever hurled,

When CHRIST shall judge the world!

#1 Cor. xv. 26.

+ Rev. vii. 14.

MONODY.

ON THE DEATH OF MRS. CHARLOTTEGREEN;

WIFE OF MR. RICHARD W. GREEN, OF PHILADELPHIA;

WHO DIED JULY 3, 1829

Respectfully inscribed to the surviving Parent and the bereaved
Partner of the Deceased.

How deep thy counsels, thou ETERNAL SIRE!
Inscrutable to man!-Yet though our view
Kens not thy ways, thy JUSTICE, who shall scan?-
-Thou weeping Mother, dry the scalding tear;
The lovely Maid was thine :-Bless God who lent
That you might rear, an offering fit for Heaven.
Your task was finished.-The accomplished mind,
The graceful form, the intellectual fire,

And genius angel-bright, as with a zone,
Enshrined the blooming Fair one.

These rich gifts

Endeared her to the circle of her friends.

Death, too, they charmed: he "loves a shining mark,