Hymn To Santa Rita

THE PAXEON SAINT OF THE ISIPOSSIBLE. Have you heard of Santa lüta F 1 atron of tho hopeleM she : Fleetiug dreatoa el pleasure fleeter L ïniii her protection be ; Idle wish and mpïratlon, l'rinl.c-s hope ana gtúf dospair, Crave alike hei meditación - t-anta Ritu ! Jiear lay praycr. Long have I, wilh ardor leal, Sought the maiden ot rav dreams; Chaaing ?ti!l iy brigbt idal, LiKe a marsb-light'a tauliting gleam Candlea i weet and incensé s oetêt Do I vow thee, werk I'V weck - Give me, lovely Santo Bit, The ideaJ girl I seek. Rich, fair cyes, like summer twiligtt Kre the star giint through the blue, Beaoiag with a soit and shy light, Iliding suuimer lightninga too : Kich brown liair in wayward cluster, Bippling down m heavy fold, Giving, in the sunset's lustre, Here aud there, a gleam oi' gold. Fair, swret face, wliose quick expression Mirrors well the thoughte that ilit- Soft now with love's shy coniession, Bríghtened now by iire of wit; Fair, sweet, nature - were I bolder, To dispel the doubts that spring, I would touch the angel shonlili'r, Just to feel the budding w ing ! Silver voiee, to charm and'fill me With en ecstacy of sound ; Springing, buoyant step to thrill me In the waltz's dazipg round; Mind as bright as rainliuwV jirism, Wit as bright as archer's dart, And, to work the mechanism, ■ Just a httle mitc of heart. This my longing, Santa Rita! This the girl lor whom I wait, Teil me, teil me, hall 1 meet her, Ere I die disconsolate ? Are my dreums but idle fancy P Lives there such a maideu rare ? I invoke the' necromancy - Santa Rita ! hetir my prayer ! -N. Y. Evcning Post.