WOMAN AND SONG.
(From a graceful little volume, entitled, "Poetical Recreations," by C.A. Hulbert.)
Oh, who shall say that woman's ear
Thrills to the minstrel's voice in vain?
She hath a balm diffusing tear,
She hath a softer, holier strain—
A cheering smile of hope to give,
A voice to bid the mourner live.
She hath a milder beam of praise,
Her heart a soil where Truth may bloom,