A DREAM.

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NCE a dream did weave a shade

O'er my angel-guarded bed,

That an emmet lost its way

Where on grass methought I lay.

Troubled, wilder'd, and forlorn,
Dark, benighted, travel-worn,
Over many a tangled spray,
All heart-broke I heard her say:

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O my

children! do they cry?

Do they hear their father sigh?

Now they look abroad to see,
Now return and weep for me."

Pitying I dropt a tear ;

But I saw a glow-worm near:

Who replied, "What wailing wight

Calls the watchman of the night?

"I am set to light the ground While the beetle goes his round: Follow now the beetle's hum;

Little wanderer, hie thee home."

LAUGHING SONG.

HEN the green woods laugh with the voice
of joy,

And the dimpling stream runs laughing by,
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;

When the meadows laugh with lively green, And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene, When Mary and Susan and Emily

With their sweet round mouths sing Ha, ha, he!

When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
When our table with cherries and nuts is spread,
Come live and be happy and join with me
To sing the sweet chorus of Ha, ha, he!

THE SCHOOL-BOY.

I

LOVE to rise on a summer morn

When the birds sing on every tree;

The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the sky-lark sings with me;
O! what sweet company!

But to go to school in a summer morn,—

Oh it drives all joy away;

Under a cruel eye outworn,

The little ones spend the day

In sighing and dismay.

Ah! then at times I drooping sit,

And spend many an anxious hour;

Nor in my book can I take delight
Nor sit in learning's bower,

Worn through with the dreary shower.