Of heirloom jewels, prized so much, Were many changed to chips and clods, Crumbled beneath its touch. Then angrily the people cried, - And fince they could not so avail To check this unrelenting guest, They seized him, saying-"Let him teft How real is our jail!" But, though they flew him with the sword, Its doings could not be o'erturn'd, Its undoings restored. And when, to stop all future harm, They ftrew'd its afhes on the breeze; They little gueff'd each grain of these Convey'd the perfect charm. William Allingham. CONTENTMENT. A GRATITUDE AND GRACE. LAS these vifits rare and rude Our weak, wild burfts of gratitude, Oh, never shall Thy mercy make The flow of grace divine? When shall our grateful raptures rise And link to endless harmonies T. H. Gill. CONTENT. PEACE, muttering thoughts! and do not grudge to keep Within the walls of your own breast. Who cannot on his own bed sweetly sleep Gad not abroad at every queft and call To court each place or fortune that doth fall, Mark, how the fire in flints doth quiet lie Give me the pliant mind, whose gentle measure Which can let loose to a crown, and yet with pleasure Take up within a cloister's gates. This soul doth span the world, and hang content From either pole unto the centre: Where, in each room of the well-furnished tent, He lies warm and without adventure. Then cease discourfing, soul; till thine own ground. He that, by seeking, hath himself once found, George Herbert. 1593-1635. POVERTY. HOME think there is no earthly state SON To be abhorréd more, Or more deserving fear or hate, Than to be mean and poor : That I am needy made; For earth and all that therein is, And them doth always feed. Though poverty seem grievous may, It is the beft and safeft way Nor tempts nor so perverts, Therefore, that every man might grow With his estate content; Thy Son, O God! this way did go, Lord! though I do sometimes complain My Saviour lived on earth, Let still my heart be pleased so, Yea, make me, though I poorer grow, |