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Hope.
Hope on , hope ever ! When thy heart's deep longings , Seem like Earth ' s roses , budding for decay , When like deep shadows o ' er thy spirit thronging Sad thoughts may make thee wish thy
life away , If disappointment here , thy soul hath riven , Thou shalt for ever have thy will in Heaven !
AVhen like some frail , sad lyre , the chords shall sever Which joy had tuned to music iu thy heart ; And that sweet voice of melody shall never From those now broken strings resume its part ;
Hope on , hope ever ! Thou shalt hear its lays , When thou hast joined the Eternal song of praise .
Hope on , hope ever ! When the loved ancl trusted , Prove false or helpless in thine hour of woe , AVhen they seem worthless of the gifts entrusted , AVhich thy true love ancl confidence
bestow ; He lives , who suffered , dying , for thy sake , Thou hast ONE Friend who never can forsake .
AA'hen a cold tomb , the cherished form concealing , Seems to have left thee desolate and lone , And those sweet words no more can pour their healing . O ' er th y sad spirit left henceforth alone . 0 raise thy drooping heart , with Hope , on high , There is no parting those , in Christ , who die !
If , in thy lonely grave , no friendly weeping ¦ Shall ever fall on the neglected sod ; If all forget thee , who beneath art sleeping , 0 soul ! within the memory of thy God Thou livest ever ! Thou shalt rise again , When Hope ' s sweet dawning fades , and
love shall reign ! . A . E . II . Canoness of St . Augustine .
On The Excessive Influence Of Womem.
ON THE EXCESSIVE INFLUENCE OF WOMEM .
IN Temple Bar for February appears an able ancl amusing article , of which we have taken the liberty to cull the most salient passages , under the above heading ancl " By an Old Fogey , " as he terms himself , and to which we think it well to direct the attention of our readersfor the
pur-, pose of protesting against its injustice , however wittily written or amusingly put before us . Let our readers attend to the following ' '' indictment" of women , and let us hear what their verdict will be , Tho " counts" are many and serious , but
are they proven or even provoable 1 We think not . Chaff is a very good thing in its way , but it has to be dealt with seriousl y when used to favour a fallacy , to veil an unreality , or to lead up to a " rechictio ad absurdum . " Let us now listen to a very amusing writer ancl a very bitter tirade :
"The value of evidence is always thought to be affected by the character of the witness who gives it , and in dealing with the question indicated by the title of this paper , I have no desire to carry more weight than I deserve . I do not wish to sail under false colours . I am what I
describe myself—an old fogey . I am no young prig , fresh from college , stuffed full with the wisdom of the ancients , ancl qualified to teach the age forgotten truths by virtue of my rare' learning , niy exceptional earnestness , and my close connection with the most erudite professors
and most pious philosophers of the time . Neither am I a sour pedant , much less a Calvanistic Philistine , steeped in melancholy religiosity , and inheriting a profound repugnance to cakes and ale . I am an old fogey , it is truebut I am neither
, senile nor superannuated . I am , or have been , a man of the world . Like the great Gorman poet , I have lived ancl loved , ancl it' I say no more upon that point , it is precisely because of my old fogeyisin , ancl because in my hottest youth it was not
the fashion to talk boastingly in connection with the other sex . Meminisse jurat . I have my memories , my little treasures , my gloves , my faded flowers , my locks of hair , like another . But they are in the most
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Hope.
Hope on , hope ever ! When thy heart's deep longings , Seem like Earth ' s roses , budding for decay , When like deep shadows o ' er thy spirit thronging Sad thoughts may make thee wish thy
life away , If disappointment here , thy soul hath riven , Thou shalt for ever have thy will in Heaven !
AVhen like some frail , sad lyre , the chords shall sever Which joy had tuned to music iu thy heart ; And that sweet voice of melody shall never From those now broken strings resume its part ;
Hope on , hope ever ! Thou shalt hear its lays , When thou hast joined the Eternal song of praise .
Hope on , hope ever ! When the loved ancl trusted , Prove false or helpless in thine hour of woe , AVhen they seem worthless of the gifts entrusted , AVhich thy true love ancl confidence
bestow ; He lives , who suffered , dying , for thy sake , Thou hast ONE Friend who never can forsake .
AA'hen a cold tomb , the cherished form concealing , Seems to have left thee desolate and lone , And those sweet words no more can pour their healing . O ' er th y sad spirit left henceforth alone . 0 raise thy drooping heart , with Hope , on high , There is no parting those , in Christ , who die !
If , in thy lonely grave , no friendly weeping ¦ Shall ever fall on the neglected sod ; If all forget thee , who beneath art sleeping , 0 soul ! within the memory of thy God Thou livest ever ! Thou shalt rise again , When Hope ' s sweet dawning fades , and
love shall reign ! . A . E . II . Canoness of St . Augustine .
On The Excessive Influence Of Womem.
ON THE EXCESSIVE INFLUENCE OF WOMEM .
IN Temple Bar for February appears an able ancl amusing article , of which we have taken the liberty to cull the most salient passages , under the above heading ancl " By an Old Fogey , " as he terms himself , and to which we think it well to direct the attention of our readersfor the
pur-, pose of protesting against its injustice , however wittily written or amusingly put before us . Let our readers attend to the following ' '' indictment" of women , and let us hear what their verdict will be , Tho " counts" are many and serious , but
are they proven or even provoable 1 We think not . Chaff is a very good thing in its way , but it has to be dealt with seriousl y when used to favour a fallacy , to veil an unreality , or to lead up to a " rechictio ad absurdum . " Let us now listen to a very amusing writer ancl a very bitter tirade :
"The value of evidence is always thought to be affected by the character of the witness who gives it , and in dealing with the question indicated by the title of this paper , I have no desire to carry more weight than I deserve . I do not wish to sail under false colours . I am what I
describe myself—an old fogey . I am no young prig , fresh from college , stuffed full with the wisdom of the ancients , ancl qualified to teach the age forgotten truths by virtue of my rare' learning , niy exceptional earnestness , and my close connection with the most erudite professors
and most pious philosophers of the time . Neither am I a sour pedant , much less a Calvanistic Philistine , steeped in melancholy religiosity , and inheriting a profound repugnance to cakes and ale . I am an old fogey , it is truebut I am neither
, senile nor superannuated . I am , or have been , a man of the world . Like the great Gorman poet , I have lived ancl loved , ancl it' I say no more upon that point , it is precisely because of my old fogeyisin , ancl because in my hottest youth it was not
the fashion to talk boastingly in connection with the other sex . Meminisse jurat . I have my memories , my little treasures , my gloves , my faded flowers , my locks of hair , like another . But they are in the most