Listen! that eloquent whisper, upspring-| From the fine acorn the strong forest Rest from world-sirens that lure us to ill. bloweth; Temple and statue the marble block hides. Droop not, though shame, sin, and anguish are round thee; Bravely fling off the cold chain that hath bound thee! Look to yon pure heaven smiling beyond thee: Rest not content in thy darkness, -a clod! Work for some good, be it ever SO slowly; Cherish some flower, be it ever so lowly : JONES VERY. [U. s. A.] THE PRESENT HEAVEN. FATHER! thy wonders do not singly stand, Nor far removed where feet have seldom strayed; Around us ever lies the enchanted land, In marvels rich to thine own sons displayed. Work, and pure slumbers shall wait on In finding thee are all things round us Work, thy pillow; -thou shalt ride over Care's coming billow; Lie not down wearied 'neath Woe's weeping willow! Work with a stout heart and resolute found; In losing thee are all things lost beside; Ears have we, but in vain sweet voices Listen! that eloquent whisper, upspring- | From the fine acorn the strong forest ing Rest from world-sirens that lure us to ill. Work, Work, bloweth; Temple and statue the marble block hides. THE PRESENT HEAVEN. FATHER! thy wonders do not singly stand, Nor far removed where feet have selAround us ever lies the enchanted land, dom strayed; In marvels rich to thine own sons displayed. and pure slumbers shall wait on In finding thee are all things round us thy pillow; -thou shalt ride over Care's coming billow; Lie not down wearied 'neath Woe's weep ing willow! Work with a stout heart and resolute will! found; In losing thee are all things lost beside; Ears have we, but in vain sweet voices sound, |