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Tho following exqpisitely beautiful efTusio,
is from an old number Of Backwood,s Edin
burgh Magazine:


HOPE.


IF Hope be dead-why seek to live?
For what besides has life to give?
Love, Life, and Youth, and beauty, too.
II Hope be dead-say what are youl


Love without Hope il cannot be
There is a vessel on yon sea,
Becalmed, and sail-less as Despair,
And know-'tis hopeless Love floats there.


Life without Hope O that is not,
To live; but day by day, 10 rot,
With feelings cold and passions dead;
To wander der the world and tread
Upon its beauties; and 70 gaze,
Quite vacant, DER its dDwery maze,
Oh think it this be Life! then say
'Who lives when Hope has fled away"


Youth without Hope! And endless night,
Trees which have felt the cold Springs blight,
The lightning's flashes, and the thunder's strifs
Y Ct pine away a weary life
Which older would have sunk and died
Beneath the strokes their youth defied-
But curst with length Of Gays are left
10 rail at Youth of Hope berelt.


And Beauty, too, when hope is gone
Has lost tie ray in which II shOne;
And seen without this borrowed light,
Has lost the beam that made il bright.
Now what avail the silkcn hair,
The gentle smile, the gentle air,
The beaming eye and glance refined
Faint sembIance of the purer mind
4 A gold dust, sparkling in the sun,
Points where the richer strata run!
Alas! they now Just seem to be
Bestowed to Mock at Misery;
\ Trey speak OF days long, long gone by,
Then point to cold Reality,


And with deathhke smile they say
.sohl what arc we when Hopes away!'
Thus Love, Life, Youth, Beauty, too.
Vixen seen without HoPE' frightening hue,
, All sighs in Misery's saddest tones,
, "Why seek to live if Hope be gone!"