POETRY.

HOPE.
I've seen the rose-that bloonfce. fow1-~,
Expand in all is native bloop.A
And as I've gazed, I've mark'SP shower
That hurl'd the fow'ret to the tombs.
I've seen star serenely sh;s-
A lonely wanderer in the sky;
but scare 'ere could call il mine;
A cloud would veil il from my eye.
And thus is Hope-whose cheering smile,
May like the waud'ring star appear,
But like the rose II blooms awhile,
And leaves US always lins'rins here.


SAB.