But ah, thou wast an injured guest! How soon departed, soon forgot, Were all the hopes of coming rest That clustered round the Better Thought-- The tender griefs, the firm resolves, The yearnings after better days, Like transient sunlight which dissolves, And leaves no traces of its rays! Yet I despair not--through the night That long has reigned with tyrant sway, E'en now I see the opening light, The harbinger of coming day; To Heaven I now direct my prayer-- O God of love, forsake me not! Grant that my waywardness may ne'er Quench the returning Better Thought! GARVALD. J. F. * * * * * Printed and Published by W. and R. CHAMBERS, High Street, Edinburgh. Also sold by W. S. ORR, Amen Corner, London; D. N. CHAMBERS, 55 West Nile Street, Glasgow; and J. M'GLASHAN, 50 Upper Sackville Street, Dublin.--Advertisements for Monthly Parts are requested to be sent to MAXWELL & CO., 31 Nicholas Lane, Lombard Street, London, to whom all applications respecting their insertion must be made. End of Project Gutenberg's Chambers's Edinburgh Journal, No. 460, by Various