She comes our path to lighten,
To twine the diamond band,
Uniting earth to heaven,

That happy spirit land;
And when her way is darkened,
She wastes not sigh nortear,
But says "a thorn has pierced me,
So roses must be near."

2

When clouds are dark and heavy, She lifts her trusting eyes,

And sees, amid their darkness,

The bow of promise rise. When flesh and strength are failing,

When powers of nature die, She says "my Father calls me To mansions in the sky."

THE DAY IS CALMLY ENDING.

1

The day is calmly ending,

The evening spreads her veil; With voices sweetly blending, This peaceful hour we hail.

2

On rivulet and fountain,

Still gleams one farewell ray; Still lingers round yon mountain, The glow of parting day.

3

All nature sweetly slumbers,
Save where the plumed throng,
In clear, harmonious numbers,
Pour forth their nightly song.
4

The day is calmly ending,

The evening spreads her veil; With voices sweetly blending, This peaceful hour we hail.

When I remember all

The friends, so linked together, I've seen around me fall,

Like leaves in wint'ry weather,

I feel like one
Who treads alone
Some banquet hall deserted,

Whose lights are fled,
Whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed.

Thus, in the stilly night,

Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Sad memory brings the light

Of other days around me