J. M. L.

“ Weary seek where plantain's shade
A verdant spot of herbage made ;
Before, around them, every side,
Spread the unfriendly desert wide ;
Above, the blazing, blistering sun, —
They powerless its rage to shun. ”

“ The fair youth views with jealous hate;
Thy Ishmael, so loved of thee,
Long dreamed his father's heir to be,
And loved by him as parents love
Who've only one then' cares to prove.
If broken waters glide along,
Though deep each stream, each current strong. ”

“ Where dwells nor care, nor pain, nor fear —
A woman's voice, all soft and mild,
She suffering for her suffering child ;
That child is one beloved of Heaven,
To whom, on earth, high things are given. ”