YOR CHILDREN. 5

Enlivened by the cheering sun,
Soon the jocund race thou’lt run,
And in the sportive frolic join,
With heart as light and gay as mine.

 

THE SNOW-DROP
OR, THE RESURRECTION OF THE. BODY

Tztt, if thou canst, how yonder flower
To life and light has burst its way,
Though ten long months beneath the ground
Its snowy petals! torpid lay.?
Then will I teach thee how a child
From death’s long slumber can awake,
And, to eternal life renewed,
His robe of heavenly beauty take.

While from the dust, each circling year,
The snow-drop lifts its humble head,

Say, shall I doubt God’s equal power,
To call me from my lowly bed?

 

WISHES AND REALITIES.
A CHILD’S WISHES.

YT wisa I were a little bird,
To fly so far and high,
And sail along the golden clouds,
And through the azure sky.
1 Petals—flower-leaves as distinguished from the leaves of
plants,
* Torpid lay—lay undeveloped, as if dead, in the bulb,
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