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A SONG. - EUGENE FIELD.
Love was coming down the lane,
In his hand his little bow,
Now, I thought, he cannot see;
He must pass me ignorant,
Rept I silent in my place;
While the beating of my heart
And I, anxious, held my breath,
He is crying! Pretty dear,
Touched with pity, then quoth I: “Weep, oh, weep no more!”
And he, laughing, sent this shaft To my bosom's core.
BOOKS OF THE BIBLE.
Matthew and Mark and Luke and John the Holy Gospels wrote Describing how the Saviour died. His life, and all he taught. Acts proved how God the Apostles owned with signs in every place, And Paul in Romans teaches us how man is saved by grace. f The Apostle in Corinthians instructs, exhorts, reproves, Galatians shows that faith in Christ alone the Father loves. Ephesians and Philippians tell what Christians ought to be, Colossians bids us live to God and for eternity. In Thessalonians we are taught the Lord will come from heaven. In Timothy and Titus a Bishop's rule is given. Philemon shows a Christian's love as only Christians saw. Hebrews reveals the Gospel grace prefigured by the law. James teaches without holiness faith is but vain and dead.
And Peter points the narrow way in which the saints are lead. John in his three epistles on love delights to dwell, While Jude gives awful warning of judgment, wrath, and hell. The Revelation prophesies of that tremendous day When Christ, and Christ alone, shall be the trembling sinner's stay.
When days grow short and chilly,
Will higher grow our shoulders? ,
Will petticoats be snowy,
There dwelt a miller hale and bold,
“Thou'rt wrong, my friend!” said old King Hal
For could my heart be light as thine,
And tell me now what makes thee sing
While I am sad, though I’m the King,
The miller smiled and doff’d his cap:
“I love my wife, I love my friend,