FROM THE GERMAN.

THE HEART.

WITHIN the heart two chambers lie,

There, hidden from the curious eye,

Dwell Joy and Sorrow.

If Sorrow slumbers in the one,

Then, when the darksome night is done,

Joy wakes to-morrow.

Speak softly, Joy, lest Sorrow wake;

And, though you many an effort make,

Your sunbeam borrow.

J. S. M.