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He loves when some clear soaring mind

Is drawn by mutual piety To simple souls and unrefined,

Who in life's shadiest covert lie.

Or if perchance a saddened heart

That once was gay and felt the spring, Cons slowly o'er its altered part,

In sorrow and remorse to sing,

Thy gracious care will send that way

Some spirit full of glee, yet taught To bear the sight of dull decay,

And nurse it with all pitying thought;

Cheerful as soaring lark, and mild

As evening blackbird's full-toned lay, When the relenting sun has smiled

Bright through a whole December day.

These are the tones to brace and cheer

The lonely watcher of the fold,
When nights are dark, and foemen near,

When visions fade and hearts grow cold.

How timely then a comrade's song

Comes floating on the mountain air, And bids thee yet be bold and strong, – Fancy may die, but Faith is there.

KEBLE. ANOTHER

ATHER, gracious Father, hear
Faith's effectual fervent prayer;
Hear, and our petitions seal,
Let us now the answer feel.
Still our fellowship increase;
Knit us in the bond of peace;
Join our new-born spirits, join
Each to each, and all to thine.

Build us in one body up,
Called in one high calling's hope;
One the Spirit whom we claim,
One the pure baptismal flame,
One the faith, and common Lord,
One the Father lives adored,
Over, through, and in us all,
God incomprehensible.

WESLEY.

THE END.

Cambridge: Stereotyped and Printed by Welch, Bigelow, & Co.

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