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Show i THE SILENT LIFE. IT. lead two lia-tho outward seeming fair, And full of sinths that on the surface lie; 1 The other spent in many a silent prayer, With thousntsandfeoliugshiddeufronitheeje. The wary, weary hours of mental pain, lInsiokeri yearnings for the dear ones gone, The vishea half defined, yet crushed aaiu, i SIa e up the Eileut life wo lead alouo. ' And happy visions we may never show Gild all the silent life with sweet romanoe; That they will fade tike sunset's clouds we know, Vet life seems brighter for each stolen glance. Tlii silent life we little reck Its power To strengthen us for ei'.her good or ill, "Whether wo train our thoughts like birds to soa Or let them wander whereso'er they will. This silent life not those we lovo may share, Though day by day wo strivo to draw theiw close; Our secret chamber none may enter there. Save that one eye that never seeks repose. And If beneath that eye w do not quail, Thou(;h ail the world may turn from us aside, ' We own a secret power that shall prevail When every motive of our life U tried. Somerville Journal. |