The Loved And Lost

The followinir poem, from tho Chureh of Enpland Mrifjizine, will como Hke a " song1 in the night" to m iiiy n ftriUHB tffifcK: The loved and loat I" Wïiy do we cali tham lost ! Becuuso we nÜM them from our outnard nMtd. Oo.t's unwen ftngti) o'or our puthwuy cnt, i.ojkt-d on u all, and loritig thom the Qioet, M-uK)itay nttevm tban from lite's woary loadThey are not lost ; tbey are withiu tfce lor 'lli;ii ahatfl out (om and every hurttul thing- Witb ungeta bright, nd loved ones gono bvlore, In tbeár Iicdo(imer18 breaenoe evermore. And God Himself tnt-ir Jrdp their Judge ftnd Kim;. And this we cali a oss ! O wlfish bottow Of selfish heart ! O we of üttlc foith I Let uu look round, some argument to borrow, Wliy we in pntienct' ahonld awuit the morrow Thai surt-ly must stttxeed this nigt W Öeath. Aye, look opon t!üs di.a: y flcMOrl path, tbonaii and fcbistle (rheresoVti we turn ; Vl:al t ri.-ilf Jtn.l wfcflttOftT, w)i;it WTOTlgl and wrath, bal itrugglea aud what strít'e the juurnt-y huth ! Tbflf liavH us4[od iïom fcbQM ; aud lo ! we mourn. Ask ÖK j)fHr sailor, rbo tho wrook is done, "'Í!i, witb his tréasure, strova ttw ahore to reacli. 'Aliüc with the ragfng WIitq bc batüed on, Was u Dot joy, whfen cvi'ry joy Heooted pone, To seu his luvcd oma lundt-d on tfae lcttcli I A poor wavfjircr loadtn ly the hond A linie ('luid, had waiteü by Uie wcll, To wttsh fitjiu oü lier feet tin clinsing simdf Ainl teil ili"1 tind boy of tihat brïglii uuid Where mis long "joarney pahöod, they longed to dweU. Wten lo : tho U2rd, tfhf? many mansions had, Drew near aud looked upab tft mgering twain, Then pitying spake, " Ciive ine the littK BH ; In suviuttb nrámd and gloiions baanty ciad, l'll bnug liiin with Dfl whtn we come ayain." Did shc make answer selflflhb and wrong - ' Nar, but the woes l teel lio too hium ahare." Or, raliier, bursting intogreait'ul - ??hE went BK wuy icjnicing, and made ötïtthg To etnig)rti; on, sinee he was treed trom care. Wfl will do likewise. DeAth hath made no brcach In love and cympütliy, in fanpo and trust; Xo outward -tj; ii; ov houikï our eAn win reach ; itut UiL'itj'B an inward, iritaaJ speech, That greets us 6tiÜ, though inoitnl tongues bc dust. It bi-ls ns do the woi-k that thev laid down- Tuke up the song where they bivke off the strain ; 8o journeyiug (ill we reach tho heavenly town, Woon Öe laid up our treatures and our crown, And our lost, luvM ones will lc fouud ain.