LIFE. THE child lay down to rest! His glad heart felt no fear, The man lay down to weep! Stern grief and anguish wild,— Old age lay down to die! Life's joyous hours were flown, I heard the last faint sigh. The child-the man-the veteran,—all Then what is life? A smile, And then a tear!—a breath Just drawn, and lost in death! Of the silent Furnishes to Whatsoe'er w Too sedate fo Such a light Pretty kitten Spreads with O'er my litt! That almost That your t Now and t Or an infa e of the agen be?" We sport on waves which o'er us surge; Yet more than this is life! From childhood's happy cot, Then give us grace, O Lord, To lay us down in peace with Thee, TRACT MAGAZINE. HISTORY OF AN ACORN. AN acorn fell from an old oak-tree, And lay on the frosty ground "Oh! what shall the fate of the acorn be?" Was whisper'd all around, |