Can fashion so the infant heart His startled eyes with wonder see His waking arms; to her those eyes Open with joy and not surprise. Walter Savage Landor MY LITTLE DEAR My little dear, so fast asleep, While she is slumbering? Upon her golden baby-hair, The golden dreams I'll kiss Which Life spread through my morning fair, And I have saved, for this. Upon her baby eyes I'll press The kiss Love gave to me, When his great joy and loveliness Made all things fair to see. And on her lips, with smiles astir, Dollie Radford THE IMMORTALITY OF LOVE THEY sin who tell us love can die: In heaven ambition cannot dwell, But love is indestructible; Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth. Too oft on earth a troubled guest, It here is tried and purified, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight? Robert Southey "THAT THEY ALL MAY BE ONE” WHENE'ER there comes a little child, If a low strain of music sails Softly wakes within my heart; In all that 's pure and fair and good, Feel them blend, Although I fail to comprehend. And if one woundeth with harsh word, And mine, to whom He gave the fire. Roden Noel |