She will grow into girlhood, I trust, and will bask in the light of love, And I, if I see her at all, shall only look on from above— I shall see her, and cannot help, though she fall into evil and woe. Ah! how can the angels find heart to rejoice when they think of their loved ones below?

And Francis, he too, will forget me, and will go on the journey of life, And I hope, though I dare not think of it yet, will take him another wife. It will scarcely be Annie, I think, though she liked him in days gone by; Was that why she came?—but what thoughts are these for one who is going to die?

I hope he will come ere I go, though I feel no longer the thirst For the sound of his voice, and the light of his eye, that I used to feel at first: p. 35’Tis not that I love him less, but death dries, like a whirlwind of fire, The tender springs of innocent love, and the torrents of strong desire.

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And I know we shall meet again. I have done many things that are wrong, But, surely, the Lord of Life and of Love, cannot bear to be angry long. I am only a girl of eighteen, and have had no teacher but love; And, it may be, the sorrow and pain I have known will be counted for me, above;

For I doubt if the minister knows all the depths of the goodness of God, When he says He is jealous of earthly love, and bids me bow down ’neath the rod. He is learnèd and wise, I know, but, somehow, to dying eyes God opens the secret doors of the shrine that are closed to the learnèd and wise.

So now I am ready to go, for I know He will do what is best, Though he call me away while the sun is on high, like a child sent early to rest. I should like to see Francis look on our child, though the longing is over and past— But what is that footstep upon the stair? Oh! my darling—at last! at last!

p. 36ECHOES.

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On Thursday I sat in the choir of Canterbury Cathedral and watched the Bishops, Deans, Canons, and other clergy as they walked up in procession, leading the new Archbishop. The Archbishop seemed, I thought, to look with sheepish glances at two young men in full ball-room dress, who walked behind, holding up his long train; and I am satisfied that nothing but the proprieties of the place prevented his Grace from kicking them both, and carrying his tail in his own hands. The clergy, in their white gowns, with their various University colours, presented a rather pleasant appearance in 

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