Ah ! priceless and placeless that mother that left
Alone and defenseless that daughter bereft !
In hour, of affliction, in seasons of care,
When burdens grow heavy__too heavy to bear,
Oh, where, in that season of sorrow, can go
The heart that is tempted to yield to its woe ?
Save God's, there's no strength 'mid the world's busy whirl
To shield and to shelter a motherless girl!
Though far she may stray from,the ways of her youth,
From Purity's path, from sweet Virtue and Truth,
Though sin may take from her the flower of her fame,
And plant in its place the hot blister of shame,
Yet God, in his mercy, writes after her name,
In the book of her guilt and the record of blame
Till the Judgment the tear-blotted record unfurl,
This token of pardon: "A MOTHERLESS GIRL."
MARBLE AND SAND.
AN act of wrong had steeled my wounded heart,
Whose trusting faith had been betrayed
By him on whom that trusting faith was staid;
And fierce resentment ruled the better part
That cried, "Forgive !" With firm, relentless hand,
That drew its angry strength from trampled pride,
I reared a high, enduring stone, to stand
Throughout the passing years; and on its side