THE ANGELS VISIT.
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THE ANGELS VISIT.
The earth was at rest, and the evening air,
Seemed like the breath Of an infant sleeping,
And stars stole forth, like fancies fair
That come in the light Of the mothers PRAYER
When love is her vigils keeping.
But the mother felt in her Sembling breast,
That the angels presence was o'er her;
And she shook with nameless fear distressed,
As. she bowed like reed by the dews op-


pressed,


To guard her dear babe before her.
The cloud gathered dark as the funeral pail,
The midnight winds were signing,
And the mothers tears like the rain drops fall !;
She hath heard the soft notes of the angels
call,


And she knows that her babe is dying.
The sun was bright as the morning sky,
As when the first smile was given,
And the angel scars to his home on high,
While faith reveals 10 the mothers eye
That he bears her sweet child to heaven.