To the Sensitive Plant The African Convert The Flower of Lebanon I fain would know if she who lately fled Wake Isles of the South Translation of do. I saw the Outcast Commodore M'Donough We Wander Is there a Heart Prayer for the African Mission Forsaken is Nazareth Prayer for Greece Page 121 122 123 124 126 127 128 130 131 132 133 134 136 136 Hymn for the Celebration of the Forty-Ninth Anniversary I love at evening's silent tide To an interesting Young Lady deaf and dumb I have never seen the righteous forsaken On my Friend presenting his Infant at the Baptismal Fount 205 TO THE READER. THIS volume is published, because, among other reasons, I wish to call home such of my articles as have wandered in both hemispheres without a name; and which public favour would seem to indicate as not unworthy of being claimed. Several of these have been copied so frequently into various periodicals, as anonymous, that their right to a place here, may possibly require to be duly certified by this acknowledgment of them as my own. The origin of these pieces is to be traced, for the most part, to a desire to please myself by the indulgence of a reigning inclination; yet, in offering them to the public I am unfeignedly solicitous that welcomings may greet these fruits of an impulse which has constantly led me into the fields of song: among the cultivators of which I am willing to confess my desire to be found. |