THE BIRTH-DAY.

Another year is added to thy life, And it hath left its impress; we can see The change that one short year hath worked in thee; In thy full eye, with deeper meanings rife, And in thy form—a scarce expanded flower, Just blushing into perfectness. Thy words, The mingled melody of warbling birds, Express maturer thoughts and deeper power, And they too mark the change. O! may the day That prompts these simple lines, ne'er bring the truth That hearts like thine, in changing from their youth, Can change in their affections; that I may Keep it as now, from other days apart, Shrined like a second Sabbath in my heart!