From the Charleston Mercury.

 ANGEL VISITS.
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 ANGEL VISITS. BYM MARY s. B.-DANA. When voiceless word By thee is heard Whisper'd so low, Thou scarce canst know What the whisper'd word may mean When, mid the mirth Of the sons of earth An unseen cause Has made the pause There's an Angel with thee then. In the moments sweet When dear ones meet, And the heart beats high As the moistend eye Sees long lost friends again When from their deep And silent sleep, Old Memory brings Forgotten things There are Angels with thee then. When death comes nigh And the parting sigh Tells thee that thou Art lonely now, And thy bosom throbs with pain When with mufied tread, To view the dead, To the chambers gloom The mourneIs come There are angels with thee then When, to music sweet Thy willing feet Move m .he dance, Where bright eyes glance And only smiles are seen Of Discord's power Mar not the hour SACRED TO JOY AND HARMONY There are Angels with thee then. What ministries Of Love are thesel How soon might we Like the Angels be Whom thus we entertain!- Did we but know These things were so! Could we but see How cheerfuly Gods Angels come to men! Oh, ever near Bright angels are! Forever thus They visit us! Ne'er may they come in vain! And thus, if Love, Our spirits move, Earth soon may grow A heaven below Where Angels DWELL with men.