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But half the earth may intervene
‘Thy place of rest and mine between—
And leagues of land and wastes of waves
May stretch and toss between our graves,
‘Thy bed with summer light be warm,
‘While snow-drifts heap, in wind and storm
My pillow, whose one thorn will be
Beloved, that Iam not with thee?

But if there be a blissful sphere
Where homesick souls, divided here,
And wandering wide in useless quest
Shall find their longed-for heaven of rest,
If in that higher, happier birth,
We meet the joy we missed on earth,
All will be well, for I shall be
At last, dear loving heart with thee !
Elizabeth Akers.

IN MY DREAMS.

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again ;

For then the night will more than pay
‘The hopeless longing of the day.

Come as thon cam’st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world and be
‘As kind toothes

OF, asthou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth ;
And part my hair and kiss my brow,

And say : “My love ! why sufferest thou?"

Come to me in my dreams, and then

By day I shall be well again !

For then the night will more than pay

‘The hopeless longing of the da
‘Matthew Arnold

lines which close this sketch were found

among her writings, so we suppose it was her favorite
hymn, as they were particularly applicable to her
latter years.