Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHALMERS. As the red lights down in the water, When a boat shoots into the sea, Or a star through the thin blue ether, He vanished silently. Not the counsel of ghostly fathers Showed him the way he trod, Not the picture of saints and martyrs, Nor the smile of the Mother of God. Not the love-lighted brows of kindred, Nor the words of a faithful friend, Opened up the way to his vision, And cheered him to the end. As a God-fearing man, and holy, He had passed through the snares beneath, And he needed no aid to strengthen His soul in the hour of death. The steps of his faith were planted Where the waves in vain might beat, While the waters of death rose darkly, And closed around his feet. Not the " Save, or I perish ! " of Peter, Was his, as he faintly trod, But the trust of that first blest martyr, Falling asleep in God. CHANGES. Under the evening splendor Of spring's sweet skies, Learned I love's lesson tender, From the maiden's eyes. When the stars, like lovers meeting, In the blue appeared, And my heart, tumultuous beating, Hoped and feared, — Then the passion, long dissembled, My lip made known, And the hand of the maiden trembled In my own, — Till the tears that gushed unbidden, Unrepressed, And the crimson blush, were hidden On my breast. And there in that vale elysian, Through the summer bland, We walked in a tranced vision, Hand in hand. There the evening shadows found us Side by side, While the glorious roses round us Bloomed and died. And when the bright sun, waning, Dimly burned,— When the wind, with sad complaining, In the valley mourned, — When the bridal roses faded In her hair, And her brow was sweetly shaded With a thought of care, — 18 ... --This text refers to an alternate Paperback edition.