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A Bundle of Life.

Ever bright and vernal
Just begun!

A Daughter of Eve.

Will To-Morrow ever dawn?
Shall we wake that golden morn
But to see
All the treasures gained by tears,
All the faith that's won by fears—

The Angel.

Doubter, look behind thee
In the past,
All the dreams that pleased thee
Did one last?
Is a wish remaining
From thy youth?
This thou art retaining
If 'twas truth.
Mortal passions sicken,
Fade away—
Love alone can quicken
Earthly clay.
Faith, and all endeavour
That is pure,
Hope, and Love, for ever
These endure.
All things else are folly
To the wise,—
Quit thy melancholy
And thy sighs!