Then, withered as my heart had been, I could not but rejoice

To hear upon the morning wind the music of thy voice,

Now echoing in the careless laugh, now melting down to tears:

T was like the sounds I used to hear in old and happier years.

And, when I could not keep the tear from gathering in my eye,

Thy little hand pressed gently mine in token of reply;

To ask one inore exchange of love thy look was upward cast,

And in that long and burning kiss thy bappy spirit passed.

little boy!

'Tis all remains of former bliss that care

cannot destroy;

I listened, as the mariner suspends the outbound oar

To taste the farewell gale that blows from off his native shore.

I loved thee, and my heart was blessed; but ere the day was spent,

I saw thy light and graceful form in droop ing illness bent,

And shuddered as I cast a look upon the fainting head,

For all the glow of health was gone, and life was almost fled.

One glance upon thy marble brow made known that hope was vain;

I knew the swiftly wasting lamp would never light again;

Thy cheek was pale, thy snow-white lips were gently thrown apart, And life in every passing breath seemed gushing from the heart.

farewell to thee,

And nature in my heart declares it ought not so to be;

I hoped that thou within the grave my weary head should lay, And live beloved, when I was gone, for many a happy day.

With trembling hand I vainly tried thy dying eyes to close,

And how I envied in that hour thy calm and deep repose!

For I was left alone on earth, with pain and grief opprest;

And thou wert with the sainted, where the weary are at rest.

Yes! I am left alone on earth; but I will not repine

Because a spirit loved so well is earlier blessed than mine:

My fate may darken as it will, I shall not much deplore,

Since thou art where the ills of life can never reach thee more.

GARRISON

FREEDOM's first champion in our fettere land!

Nor politician nor base citizen

Could gibbet thee, nor silence, nor with stand.

Thy trenchant and emancipating pen The patriot Lincoln snatched with steady hand,

Writing his name and thine on parchment white,

'Midst war's resistless and ensanguined flood;

Then held that proclamation high in sight Before his fratricidal countrymen,— "Freedom henceforth throughout the land for all,❞—

And scaled the instrument with his own biood,

Bowing his mighty strength for slavery's fall;

Whilst thou, stanch friend of largest liberty, Survived, its ruin and our peace to see.