He feared not once himself to be in cared to hoard for those whom need, Her heart 'gan melt in great compas-Ne sion, he did breed: And drizzling tears did shed for pure The grace of God he laid up still in affection. [From The Faerie Queene.] A HOSPITAL. EFTSOONES unto an holy hospital, That was foreby the way, she did him bring; In which seven Bead-men, that had vowed all Their life to service of high heaven's king, Did spend their days in doing godly things: Their gates to all were open ever more, That by the weary way were travelling; And one sat waiting ever them before, To call in comers by, that needy were and poor. The first of them, that eldest was and best, Of all the house had charge and government, store, HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD. HEREAFTER. LOVE, when all these years are silent, vanished quite and laid to rest, Still that love of ours will linger, that great love enrich the earth, On the violet's purple bosom, I the sheen but you the blossom, Stream on sunset winds, and be the haze with which some hill is wet? Oh, beloved, — if ascending, — when we have endowed the world Only this our yearning answers, — - whereso'er that way defile, |