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ON THE PICTURE OF A GIRL LEADING HER BLIND

 MOTHER THROUGH THE WOOD
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ON THE PICTURE OF A GIRL LEADING HER BLIND

 MOTHER THROUGH THE WOOD.

 By ". P. H'ittis.

 The green leaves as we pass Lay their light fingers on thee unaware, And by thy side the hazels cluster fair,

 And the low forest grass Grows green and silken where the wood-paths wind-~

 Alas! for thee, sweet mother! thou art blind!

 And nature is all bright; And the faint gray and crimson of the dawn, Like folded curtains from the day are drawn;

 And evenings purple light Quivers in tremuleus softness on thy sky Alas! sweet mother! for thy clouded eye!

 The moons new silver shell Trembles above thee, and the stars float up, In the blue air, and the rich tulips cup

 Is penciled passing well, And the swift birds on glorious pinions fec Alas! sweet mother! but tthou canst not see!

 And the kind looks of friends Perase the sad expressions in thy face, And the child stops amid his bounding race,

 And the tall stripling bends Low to thine ear with duty unforgot-- Alas! sweet mother that thou seest them not!

 But thou canst hear! and love May rirhly OH human tone be pour'd, And the least cadence of a whispef'd q word

 A daughters love may prove And while speak thou khowest if smile, Albeit thou canst not sec my face the while!

 Yes, thou caaat hear! end He Who on thy sightless eye its darkness hung, To the attentive ear, like harps, hath strung

 Heaven and earth and sea; And 'tis lesson in our hearts to know, THttt 6at one seHse the soul may o0eIJ1oic.