Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1834-07-24
POETRY.
[For the Herald Of the Times.
"A Rcvery.

Ou natn Inc soul pure inspiration Caught II
And felt AN influence Orly not divine. H
The woods with praise are vocal. Ocean's voice
Hymns to Omnipotence a solemn lay;
And all that live by sympathy, rejoice H
In Him who Ger all beings beareth sway. n
The Universe is eloquent. Above, II
Around, below, voiceloss or full Of song, II
Invoking wonder, or awakening love
The tide Of alteration pours along
All things have language! Ye, not only praise
Do natures voices-nature's scenes express
OF man, Of God, and of his works and ways
She may instruction on thy soul Impress
Her changeful features shadowlng forth our lot
That scene Of change. alternate joy and woe,-
Tell us that peace in no terrestrial spot
Abides- earths pleasures cannot ceascless now
And liie's yicissude Of heavenly lore
Is teen,ing, and to heaven aspiring hearts
That can God though veiled in clouds, adore
Truths doubt subduing lessons it mparts
The change that blghts the fondly chersh'd hope
Tha, gids tho prospect Of some earh-bound soul,
Comes but to give the prisoned spiri, scope,
And bid il heavenward soar without control.
And general grief the brother feeling wakes,
That else had slumbered in the unconscious mind;
And the heart closing dark delusion breaks
OF him to all but his own wishes blind.
Forth stalks the pesiilence. Its loatbsOms breath
Is felt. Its whispers steal on every ear;
And as it stays the fleeing thought Of death,
Wakes fellow feeling, while it moves TO fear.
The storm-blast sweeps! Wide o'er earth g. ocean
The reckless ruin working powers arise;
Man gazes--wondering on the wild commoton,
And God seems hidden by the elouded skies.
Ts past! The clouds unve heaven serene;
But trophies Of the elemental war
On many a riAed tract Of earth are SEEM
On oceans bosom and along its Shore
Mark yonder ship with lightning rifted mast,
And tattered sail, drive helmless o'er the deep;--
IN yonder glen where the storm spirit passed,
See the dread traces Of its ruthless sweep!
Yet foreign men, the barriers all forgot
Of seas and mountains, between cline and cline,
Their shipwrecked fellows meet--reeve their lot,
And feel Of brotherhood the sense sublime.
The houseless dwellers in the storm swept glen,
Shall sweetly feel that brethren feel for them;
Kind deeds and cheering words from plying men
Shall strength impart--mislortune's tide to STEM
Does dire conmotion shake the social world!
Is wars harsh clarion grating on our ears!
Has anarchy her wildering torches hurled,
Or wild misrule aroused the nations fears9
Self is forgotten--or the pain we feel
Wakens wide sympathy in others woe;
What selfish pride would bid US to conceal,
Our fellow feeling makes US proud to show
Thus nature, emblem Of vicissitude,
In life--and life itself true lore impart
From selfish dreams, awake US to be good,
The mind rradate, and expand tho heart
These lift the soul FAR above vulgar thought,
And bid it mediate on things divine;
Till Of its bounded power and knowledge taught,
Before the InGnite's all holy shrine
Childlike it bows, and to its Fathers voice,
Listens with illial gratitude and love,
And learn with pious rapture to rejoice,
In hope inspired by wisdom from above.
BE il thy care celestial truth to learn,
Not needless let thy path of life be trod;
Mark, that time s changing signs thou may'st dis
cern,
And look from earth up to its ruling God.
There fix thy gaze, thy Father there behold,
And feel thy brotherhood with all that lives;
Wisdom TO thee her mysteries will unfold,
And thou the happiness that goodness gives,
May'st fully know-und knowing, onward press
In still increasing goodness, 10 the close
OF fe's brief pilgrimage: Then glad, confess
Thy Maker good-and rest in his repose.
But If thou heedest not the teaching voice
or nature-if she hath not schooled thy heart
In aught that glads thy brother to rejoice,
Or in his wre,chcdness to boar a part:
Then, when thou gazcst on the vaued dome,
Where clouds on clouds in silent grandeur rise,
Think not beyond them is glorious homo
Whittier, from earth released thy soul may fly.
Sec there the chariot Of the righteous Lord,
Whom thine, and every human eye shall sec;
When he shall come the fiat to record
That seals the spirits changeless destiny.
And as thou gazest, temble and repent,
That ere that pomp terrific thou shalt see;
Thou from thy sternness may st in time relent,