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“ LIFE'S MYSTERY-deep, restless, as the ocean
Hath surged and wailed for ages to and fro; Earth's generations watch i's ceaseless motion
As in and out its hollow moanings flow. Shivering and yearning by that unknown sea, Let my.soul calm itself, O Christ, in Thee !
Life's sorrows, with inexorable power,
Sweep desolation o'er this mortal plain ;
Borne by the whirlwind from the ripened grain.
Between the mysteries of death and life
Thou standest, loving, guiding, not explaining;
And our charme d hearts forget their drear complaining.
The many waves of thought, the mighty tides,
The ground-swell that rolls up from other lands,
Whose echo dashes on life's wave-worn strands,-
Thy piercèd hand guides the mysterious wheels;
Thy thorn-crowned brow now wears the crown of power ;
Thy patient voice saith, Watch with Me one hour.'
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE.
ARCHDEACON FARRAR; THE VERY Rev. E. H. PLUMPTRE, D.D.;
THE LATE Rev. J. BALDWIN BROWN,
Witb a paper
ON THE SUPPOSED SCRIPTURAL EXPRESSION FOR
THOMAS DE QUINCEY
AND A BIBLIOGRAPHICAL APPENDIX OF RECENT WORKS ON ESCHATOLOGY
AS CONTAINED IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM