aiot. 29 
nificent and monstrous plants are fimiiJ in liarliarous 
Africa: they grow upon rocks, in dry sand under a 
burning atmosphere. Some have leaves six feet long, 
and armed with long spires. From the centre of these 
leaves shoots up a slender stem covered vrith flowers. 
Sister Sorrow ! sit beside me, 
Or, if I must wander, guide me : 
Let me take thy hand in mine, 
Cold alike are mine and thine. 
Think not. Sorrow, that I hate thee, — 
Think not I am frightened at thee, — 
Thou art come for some good end ; 
I will treat thee as a friend. 
B. M. Milnes, 
And this is all I have left now, 
Silence and solitude and tears ; 
The memory of a broken vow, 
INIy blighted hopes, my wasted years ! 
Anon. 
It may be that I shall forget my grief; 
It may be time has good in store for me ; 
It may be that my heart will find relief 
From sources now unknown. Futurity 
May bear within its folds some hidden spring 
From which will issue blessed streams ; and yet 
Whate'er of joy the coming year may bring. 
The past — the past — I never can forget. 
jlfr*. Hale. 
