VIRGINIA DARE. As sweet that mother's loving tones Their warbled music shed; O'er silken cradle-bed, Maintained their strong control, Fresh greenness o'er her soul. And when the husband from his toil Returned at closing day, Where all his treasures lay. The hardship or the storm, And clasp our infant's form.” No secret sigh o'er pleasures lost Convulsed their tranquil breast, The heart hath perfect rest. The Autumn's golden wing, Upon the lap of Spring. Yet oft, with wily, wary step, The red-browed Indian crept Close round his pale-faced neighbour's home, And listened while they slept ; Aloof, their movements eyed, Nor checked his haughty stridle. VIRGINIA DARE. John White leaped from his vessel's prow, He had braved the boisterous sea, A stalwart man was he. And joy was in his eye; Amid the stormiest sky. Where were the roofs that flecked the green ? The smoke-wreaths curling high ? But Echo makes reply. And sweet Virginia Dare! (, silver cloud, that cleaves the blue Like angel's wing--say where? “Where is the glorious Saxon vine We set so strong and fair ? ” And coldly answered, “ Where!" And tell "_but, light as air, Responsive, murmured --" Where!" So, o'er the ruined palisade, The blackened threshold-stone, That old man wept--alone! In accents of despair, THE POETS SONG TO HIS WIFE. How many summers, love, Have I been thine ? Hast thou been mine? When 't bends the flowers, To count the hours ! Some weight of thought, though loth, On thee he leaves; Perhaps he weaves ; For joys scarce known- All else is flown ! Ah, with what thankless heart I mourn and sing ! Like sudden spring! Like a pleasant rhyme, Barry Cornwall. A PARENT'S PRAYER. Send down thy winged Anyel, God! Amidst this night so wild, And breathe upon our child. She lies upon her pillow, pale, And moans within her sleep, And striveth not to weep ! How gentle and how good a child She is, we know too well, Than our weak words can tell. We love-- we watch throughout the night, To aid, when need may be; But now we turn to Thee. Send down thy sweet-soul'd Angel, God Amidst the darkness wild, Darry Cornerall. |