FLOEA’S ALBUM. 59 
Indian Cress. 
A very showy orange blossoming vine. 
RESIGNATION. 
Sweet the hour of tribulation, 
When the heart can freely sigh ; 
And the tear of resignation 
Twinkles in the mournful eye. 
Monigomeet. 
But He, who gave thee vital breath. 
Sovereign supreme of life and death! 
Has visited thy frame 
With sickness, which forhodes thy end; 
And heavenward now thy prospects tend. 
And soon thy spirit must ascend 
To God, from whence it came. 
Well, He is good ! and surely thou 
May’st well in resignation how, 
And gratefully confess. 
That this, his awful wise decree. 
Though hard to us, is kind to thee; 
Since Death’s dark portals xviU but he 
The gate of happiness. 
Bernaeb Baeion. 
