... A GRACIOUS AVESSAGp. Wounded soldiersI lying weak, Sick, or shot, or gssh'd by swords, Listen! for your Queen doth speak- Hearken to her gracious words I From her soul of courage calm Earnestly those words distil, Dropping like a precious balm Every heart ...

... sweet, and soft As music of a sacred stream, Speaks soothingly of things aloft, Like angels' whispers in a dream. These lights and shadows on her face, Reveal her love for ever new, Give every line a speaking grace, And say, She loves you-lives for you ...

... Poland, Burope's brightest gem, defaced! Does povoerof kings, in plunderonly shine, To tell the world theyreiga bylaws divine? Speak out eaok page, istoric t wet vorld, And let the Uar est page be nowv unftirled i wipe offthe the IefiljeW spots,' and let there ...

... lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing; Toll ye the church-bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the Old Year lies a-dying. He was fuh of joke and jest, But all his merry quips are o'er. To see him die, across the ...

... TIHE MARRIAGE VOW. Speak it not ?? a holy thing, A bond enduiring through long distant years, When joy o'er thli:c abode is hovering, Orwhen thion eye is wet with bitterest tears, Recorlrl oy an angel's pesl o0l high. And must be (qestion'd in eternity' ...

... Europe's brightest gem, defaced! Does power of kings, in plunder only shine, To tell the world they reign by laws divinee Speak out each page, historic of the world, And let the darkest page be now unfurled; Wipe off the the mildew spots, and let there ...

... blessed of leading on To the throne of GoD some wandering son ! Mast thou witnessed the angel's bright employ . Then mayest thou speak of a mother's joy. Evening and morn, hast thou watched the bee Go forth on her errands of industry ! The boe,.for herself, ...

... opening deor d A flusih hatih stole to her cheek t 11er 'ather hiath mark'd that sudden start, Blit never a word doth lie speak. r A gallant striplirg in rimodest attire, Arid doublet of Lincolir greer, a Hath erter'd the room with a loraly bow, t And ...

... Broughban in spite of all that's past, Our ten long years of all but weekly war, Uet PiNich hold out to you a friendly hand. And speak what haply he had left unspoken Had that sharp tongue lost nought of its command, That nervous frame still kept its spring ...

... rebuked the stormy blast. Now; when, like the raging ocean, -Nations foam forth kindred aore ' Pity, Lord,. the msd 'ommotionb - Speak in power, and peace'restore. Souls imm ortal are inmpeilled Satan glories in their etre' Oh, send forth the'gospel herald, ...

... Sprang forth this fair and fairy maiden, Like a bee with honey laden, They say that those sweet lips of thins Breathe not-to speak; , Thy very ears, that seem so fine, N'o sound can seek. And yet thy face beams with emotion, Rlestless as the waves of ocean ...

... things well. KIND! Oh, what transporting pleasure Thrills throughout the very soul, When Thy word, that heaven-born treasure, Speaks-how sweetly to conedIe- Christian, with faith on me depend, I am thy Father, Brother, Friend. Witton-street, Northwich, ...