will read it in vain, unless (while he reflects on the blessedness of his own lot in being a member of the Church of England,) he keeps the recollection before him, that the greater his present privileges, the greater are his responsibilities, and the stricter the account which he will have to render when he stands before the judgment-seat of Christ!

REGINALD WARLINGHAM.

YATESHULL VICARAGE,

Shrovetide, 1841.

The Mourners.

'Tis sweet, as year by year we lose Friends out of sight, in faith to muse

How grows in Paradise our store. Then pass, ye mourners, cheerly on, Through prayer, unto the tomb; Still, as ye watch life's falling leaf, Gathering from every loss and grief Hope of new spring and endless home.

Christian Year.

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