Show THE ANGEL OF THE By Hannah P. the sorrowing beautiful robe is gone I 1 1 lias been torn from IU failed the modi nUe beneath the squirrel's for They upon the passing and on the quivering Woe is mel for my green vesture It was tho gift of Angel of Uie Loaves 1 I have lol wid my glory has vanished j my has My Bummer hours have passed My bright and alas it is rent In a thousand r will weave mo such nn- Piece by it lias been gripped from Scarcely did I sigh for tho loss or cro another wandered oft on tho Tho sound of music cheers mo no mora Tho that sang in my were dismayed at my They have Hown away wilh their stood in my Tho sun brightened my robe with his The zephyrs breathed softly through its glossy the clouds strewed pearls among My shadow was wide upon the My arms spread far on the gentle my head was lifted my forehead was fair to the But how changed I Sadness is upon my head is my arms I can not now throw a shadow on tho Beauty lias departed is gone out of my the blood has retired from m it has into the oh am I am My naked shiver in the chilly The keen blast comes pit among The winter is I am Sorrow i my Mourning must wear me How shall I account lo tho Angel who clothed for the loss of his gift Tho Angel had been In soothing accents he answered the beloved 1 am with thee though every leaf lias forsaken The voice of gladness is hushed among thy but let my whisper console Thy sorrow is for a Trust in keep my promise In thy Be patient and full of Let the words I leave with thee abide and cheer thee through the coming Then I will return and clothe thee storm will dri-e over the snow will sift through thy naked But will be light and passing The ice will weigh heavily on thy helpless but it shall soon dissolve into It shall pass into tho and bo drunken by thy Then it will creep up in secret beneath thy It will spread into the brandies it has and help me to adorn for I shall he here to use it blood has now-only retired for The frost would chill and destroy Earth will not rob her She is a careful She knows tho wants of all her and forgets not to provide for the least of that has for a while gone will make thy roots strike deeper and spread It will then return to nourish thy It will be renewed and if thou have remembered and trusted in my I will fulfill Buds shall shoot forth on every side of thy I will unfold for thee another I will paint it and fit it in every It shall be a comely Thou forget thy present Sadness shall bo swallowed up in my beloved fare thee well for a The Angel was The muttering winter drew The wild blast whistled for the The storm came and howled But the word of the Angel was hidden in her it soothed her amid the of the The ice-cakes rattled upon her they loaded and weighed slender said not this burden overcome Break not beneath this heavy break but till you can spring back to your Let not a twig of yon bo Hope must prop you for a and the Angel will reward your You will move upon a softer Grace shall be again in your and beauty hang around The scowling face of winter be- gan to lose its The raging storm grew and breathed its The restless clouds fretted themselves to they scattered upon the and were brushed The sun threw down a bundle of golden They fell upon the tree the ice-cakes glittered as they Every one was shattered by a and unlocked itself upon the They were melted and The reign of Spring had Her blessed ministers were abroad m the they hovered in the they blended their beautiful and cast a new-created glory on the face of the The Tree was rewarded for her trust The Angel was true to the object of his He he on her another robe It was and The dust of summer had never lit upon the scorching heat had not faded the moth had not profaned The Three stood again in loveliness she was dressed in than her former shew very joy smiled around on every The back to her They on every branch a hymn to the gel of the |