Of night, as well as of day;
And we feel and know that we can go
Wherever He leads the way.
Ay, God of the night, my darling;
Of the night of death so grim.
The gate that from life leads out, good wife,
Is the gate that leads to Him.
Anonymous.
THE TWENTY-SEVENTH OF MARCH.
THE BIRTHDAY OF ——.
Now be the hours that yet remain to thee