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aves, And pressed her lip upon his dew-washed feet: Then with her agitated fingers broke The foxglove pitcher from the stem, and stooped To fill it up for him; but quickly drew Her pearl-white hand away from the still lake, And held it o'er her heart, with such a look Of awe and mystery, as if a spell Was on the water, that she dared not break. So all was hushed and waiting; when, behold! A flash of gold shot from the silver East, A gush of new perfume spread through the grove, The Rose drooped lower, and the impatient birds, Loosed from restraint, sang in a strain refined Of dulcet clearness, such as those young bowers Had never heard before. The beast crouched down Upon the velvet turf, the serpent's crown Flashed richer splendor, and the angel-guard Whose fearful sword gleamed by the Tree of Life, His very plumes were tremulous with joy. Then Eve looked o'er the swelling wave, and, lo! The lake was overspread with blooming stars, Or snowy golden-centred cups, that rocked And spilled the choicest incense. Adam cried, 'The Lily;' but the sweet voice at his side, Grown tremulous and faint with overjoy, Could only whisper, 'Purity.' Then quick, With restless hands, she culled the floral star-- Queen of the wave--emblem of innocence, And hung it in the lion's matted mane, And twined it round the serpent's glittering neck; Thus humoring her fancy in the play Till half the morning hours had slipped and gone. Then, startled by the voice she loved so well, She left the sport, the creatures, and the flowers, And hastened back with Adam to the trees Where God was walking in the solemn shade. O mother frail, thou hast not known a tear! Thy spirit, clothed in simple innocence, Wears the true garb of bliss. Not yet thy hour Of sorrow and departure; nor the pangs And mystery of motherhood are thine! And yet, weak one! some day, because of thee, God's love shall give a Saviour to the world! WAS HE SUCCESSFUL? 'Do but grasp into the thick of human life! Every one _lives_ it--to not many is it _known_; and seize it where you will, it is interesting.'--GOETHE. 'SUCCESSFUL.--Terminating in accomplishing what is wished or intended.'--WEBSTER's _Dictionary._ _PART SECOND._ 'I have been young and now I am old, and I bear my testimony that I h
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