A Treasury of Canadian Verse, with Brief Biographical Notes - Unknown

Dost make its ruddy flame glow spirit white;

And like pure-hearted child 'mid happy dreams,

I rest my heart and soul in Thy love-beams.

'TIS the sound of a silver-toned bell:

Gabrielle,—

And a gladness the chime doth foretell,

Gabrielle;

As music that thrilled once floats back to the mind,