4 OCTOBER 1879, Page 12

POETRY.

IN A TIME OF TROUBLE, As an eagle, from the height, Looking down upon the lands, On forests black as night, Fair fields and desert sands, Sees the traveller below

Losing heart, as, league on leaguer

Long wildernesses show No end to his fatigue, So Faith, amid her stars, Beholding far beneath The bright or gloomy bars In the web of life and death, Sees weary hearts that deem The dark breadth is the whole, Sees happy hearts that dream The bright rays all their goal.

Alt ! let this faith be ours,—

That even 'mid the pain, Above the present towers, And sees the nearing gain ; While, breadth by breadth, appears, As from the weaver's hand, The pattern of the years Which God himself has planned. F. W. B'..