FoRGIVENEss.-BY J. EpMoEsroN.
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FORGiVENESS.-BYJ J. EDMoEsToE,
When on a fragrant sandal tree


The woedman's axe descends,
And she who bloOmed 80 beauteoHsly,


Beneath the weaJon bends
E'en on the edge that wrought her death,
DyihF, she breathes her sweetest breath,
As if to token in her fall


Peace TO her foes, and love to all.
How hardly man this lesson learns,
To smile and bless the hand that spurns,
To see the blnw, TO feel the pain,
And render only love again!


D e had it-b1t He came from heaven;
Revied, rejected and betrayed,
No curse He breath ed, no plant He made,
But when in deaths dark pang He sigh ed
Prayed for his murderers and died.