Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1839-09-18

the spirit Say. heaven-born spirit, are {
thy faculties then so weakened as to pre-
venttheefro thinking and feeling Alright!
No; it now sees things as they are
Falsehood has ceased to obscure Its Wis
ion. Truth. long deprived Of her author
ity, long forced to crouch like a slave,
obtains her, rightlui station, and shows
that the pretended nature of the world is |
very unlike It's real character. o, what
an hour is this When the soul is arous-
ed to the true relations of objects-when
mistakes are seen, but alas, too late for
correction-when eternity's importance
and awe enter into the decisions, wishes
and feelings of the mind
The hour of death! In this brief space
the past is reviewed However treacher-
Gus memory may have been, on thou
sand occasions, she now acquits herself
with fidelity Omits she now to unrol
the record, which her hand has so often
clasped2 Is she like the trumpet, that
bloweth an uncertain sound :" LIES
history her tongue now repeats-scenes.
forgotten scenes are recalled, and buried
events are brought up before the eye
Over. the long path which we have made
she leads us-here she stops US to medlt-
tate on some dark deed there, she shows
another way into which passion hurried
: (us Have we injured frends2 Have the
: ltrue and fond bosoms on which we rested
, been pierced by the darts of unkindness
Memory presents it. Have we performed
actions OF generosity? Has the desola
= ton of the widow-been cheered, and the
: loneliness of the orphan been relieved BY
: US? Has the path of one individual los
:, a thorn by our instrumentaiity, or th'
= wreath of love had one rose added by on
:, hands? Delighted with the occurrence
A. memory repeats it in strains of exultatlon
: Crowded into this narrow period The mo
; ments resemble the waves that now dane
> in the sunlight to the music Of the breeze
> and now flow on IN solemn silence be
meath the shade of overhanging bough:
g But does the past alone employ the fug
IS tive hour2 That hcur-imaginat
d. makes it her own. Whatever may hav
l. hindered its operation, is now removed
Oh Loftier and freer than ever scars its wing
4 Over the highest summit it easily rises
O. borrowing life from death ITSELF
I, The Dying Hourl 1t is :hen th'
y time and we are parted. Though he ma
- have led us over a diversified way, W
~ then forsake him he continues to trav,
= on in his own course but we are ushere
- into a new condition. Cares cease to di
,e ltress. The last tear falls from the eye
IA the last sigh escapes from the BOSOM
- Darkness gathers upon the earth, relic
- - ed only by that pure light which procee
"a ing from heaven hath power to gild Il
~ closing scene Mortality, shrink not fro
80 this hour Pursue virtue; let religi'
be Thy study. oh man, and whenever al
yes wherever this event occur it shall fl
I've i've thee happily prepared. Whether dea
did meet thee at the hour when midnie
icy reigneth, or midday pour its tide of g
ess nv on the world-whether it meet tn
'eii amid the consultations of home, or the p
ana vations of a Strangers countrywide
ers it meet thee on the uprising billow or
nat the fruitful plain, its stern brow shall b.
ana soft and holy expression. and its ang
al voice shall speak no tones but those
t OF peace and love.-Methodist Protestant