THE YOUNG TEACHER.

By Edward Bulwer Lytton

Of wonders on the land and deeps

She spoke, and glories in the sky —

The Eternal life the Father keeps,

For those who learn from Him to die.

So simply did the maiden speak —

So simply and so earnestly,

You saw the light begin to break,

And Soul the Heaven to see;

You saw how slowly, day by day,

The darksome waters caught the ray

Confused and broken — come and gone —

The beams as yet uncertain are,

But still the billows murmur on,

And struggle for the star.