82 VALEDICTION. 



If tlirougli life we yield obedience, 

 Cheerful, without hesitation, 

 To that everpresent Mentor, 

 That infallible director. 

 Then we find no cause for mourning, 

 Vain or unavailing sorrow : 

 Memory then, hke placid moonbeams, 

 Sheds a soft and silvery lustre 

 On the days that have departed ; 

 Happiness, with smiling features. 

 Child of innocent employment. 

 Brilliant as the noonday sunshine, 

 Lights the now of our existence : 

 Lastly, like this glow of sunset, 

 Reddening the westward heaven, 

 Prelude of a fair tomorrow, 

 Hope illumines the hereafter. 



