THE RETROSPECT.

................ “On life's wide plain

Cast friendless, where unheard some sufferer cries

Hourly, and oft our road is lone and long,

Twere not a crime, should we awhile delay

Amid the sunny field; and happier they,

Who, as they wander, woo the charm of song

To cheer their path,‘ till they forget to weep,

And the tired sense is husht and sinks to sleep.”