Ease outspreads your downy bed,Where might Jesus rest his head? For your sins a Saviour died,Erring mortals, vanquish pride!

"Ecce Homo!" Ye who press The tear-steep'd couch of wretchedness, Rack'd with pangs of sad distress,Ye who tread life's thorny road, Bow'd by misery's weary load,

Bleeding 'neath oppression's goad,-Learn to bear, as He hath borne, Wrong, and suffering, and scorn;— Mark his agonizing throes, Mark his persecuting foes; Let the Man of Sorrows' pain Murmuring discontent restrain.

"Ecce Homo !" Ye who swell With passion's tumult, hard to quell, Hither turn, and rage dispel ;— Ye who, stern of heart and mind, Cherish memories unkind,

Seeking vengeance, madly blind,--
View Him, injured and oppress'd,
While His enemies He bless'd,—
View Him, tortured unto death,
Blessing with his latest breath ;-

And as ye would seek to live,
Learn of Jesus to forgive!

INFANCY.

REV. ROBERT MONTGOMERY.

A CHILD beside a mother kneels,
With eyes of holy love,

And fain would lisp the vow it feels
To Him enthroned above.

That cherub gaze, that stainless brow
So exquisitely fair!

Who would not be an infant now,
To breathe an infant's prayer?

No sin hath shaded its young heart, The eye scarce knows a tear;

'Tis bright enough from earth to part, And grace another sphere !

And I was once a happy thing,
Like that which now I see;
No May-bird, on ecstatic wing,
More beautifully free:

The cloud that bask'd in noontide glow,

The flower that danced and shoneAll hues and sounds, above, below, Were joys to feast upon!

Let wisdom smile-I oft forget
The colder haunts of men,
To hie where infant hearts are met,
And be a child again :

To look into the laughing eyes,
And see the wild thoughts play,
While o'er each cheek a thousand dies
Of mirth and meaning stray.

Oh! manhood, could thy spirit kneel
Beside that sunny child,

As fondly pray, and purely feel,
With soul as undefiled-

That moment would encircle thee
With light and love divine;
Thy gaze might dwell on Deity,

And heaven itself be thine !

THE WIFE TO HER HUSBAND.

You took me, William, when a girl, into your home and

heart,

To bear in all your after-fate a fond and faithful part;
And tell me have I ever tried that duty to forego,

Or pined there was not joy for me when you were sunk in woe?

No I would rather share your tear than any other's glee, For though you're nothing to the world, you're all the world to me.

You make a palace of my shed, this rough-hewn bench a throne,

There's sunlight for me in your smiles, and music in your

tone;

I look upon you when you sleep-my eyes with tears grow

I cry,

dim,

"Oh Parent of the Poor, look down from heaven on him;

Behold him toil from day to day, exhausting strength and

soul;

Oh look with mercy on him, Lord, for thou canst make

him whole !"

And when at last relieving sleep has on my eyelids smiled,
How oft are they forbade to close in slumber by our child?
I take the little murmurer that spoils my span of rest,
And feel it is a part of thee I lull upon my breast.

There's only one return I crave, I may not need it long,
That it may soothe thee when I'm where the wretched feel

no wrong:

I ask not for a kinder tone, for thou wert ever kind;
I ask not for less frugal fare, my fare I do not mind;
I ask not for attire more gay, -if such as I have got
Suffice to make me fair to thee, for more I murmur not.
But I would ask some share of hours that you on clubs be-

stow,

Of knowledge which you prize so much, might I not something know?

Subtract from meetings amongst men each eve an hour for

me,

Make me companion of your soul, as I may safely be.

If you will read, I'll sit and work; then think when you're

away,

Less tedious I shall find the time, dear William, of your

stay.

A meet companion soon I'll be for e'en your studious

hours,

And teacher of those little ones you call your cottage flowers:

And if we be not rich and great, we may be wise and kind, And as my heart can warm your heart, so may my mind your mind.

"The above admirable lines, by an American lady, a member of the Society of Friends, lately appeared in the