God is our Father. Heaven is his high throne, and this earth is his footstool; and while we sit around and meditate, or pray, one by one, as we fall asleep, He lifts us into his bosom, and our awaking is inside the gates of an everlasting world.—Mountford.
TO MY WIFE.
ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF OUR WEDDING.
Now, Time and I, near fifty years,
Have managed kindly to agree;
Pleased with the friendship he appears,
And means that all the world shall see.
For, with soft touch about my eyes,
The frosty, kindly, jealous friend
His drawing-pencil deftly plies,