—Horatius Bonar.
A CHILD'S FIRST IMPRESSION OF A STAR.
She had been told that God made all the stars,
That twinkled up in heaven, and now she
stood
Watching the coming of the twilight on,
As if it were a new and perfect world,
And this were its first eve. She stood alone
By the low window, with the silken lash
Of her soft eye upraised, and her sweet mouth