Winds war with warring winds, Around the reeling mast, And clouds like mountains through the sky The stormy March is come: Though rough, thou 'rt welcome here: Wild harbinger of April's days, We greet thee with good cheer. Thy entrance may be rude, Before the stormy March again UP rose the labouring man at morn; And ere he left his shed, To battle with the cares of life, He knelt beside his bed; And, with his eyes upturn'd to heaven, He earnestly did pray That God would grant His servant power To live to Him that day. None watch'd the weary toiler there, His prayer uprose to heaven for them, And Christ look'd down well pleased to hear A weary worker, worn and wan, That day toil'd with him, and there seem'd The Christian's converse flow'd like balm And life seem'd reft of half its cares, A lone cot, by the grand old wood,- Half screen'd a sick man from the blast That evening saw him wipe the tears A bright boy bounding by the brook, A grey-hair'd, limping, friendless man, And when his children, wife, and he, Around eve's altar bent, He felt the Lord had answer'd prayer; It was a day well spent. In sweetest sleep he lay, His spirit roam'd through vision-land Where sinless spirits stray : And on his tingling ears there fell A flood of holy song From golden lutes and living lyres, THE FISHER'S WIFE. "Look through the lattice, Laura, The great waves lash the strand: O Saviour, save the fisher, And bring him safe to land! And Laura through the casement Gazed o'er the sand-hills brown Upon the fretted ocean, Which roll'd in fury down. And Laura's eyes are gleaming Or fisher on the quay. The sun has sunk in shadow, A thick black darkens space : Her heart beats hard and harder, And tears are on her face. "Now trim the midnight taper, And, Laura, let us creep Together to the doorway, And back again to weep. The storm is raging louder, And deeper moans the sea; The dismal darkness thickens; No fisher comes to me." And when the blush of morning And one a husband found, You see that cottage yonder; THE DISTRESSED MECHANIC. THE hawthorn leaves were fading; |