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clouds, so that il seemed pencils of rays
with cold blue stripes between--a Lowell,
sight,
"\Nhat hand" exclaimed my companion
"what hand can pant like natures 2"
Sand nature" said |, laying my finger OF
his arm, "and nature is God"
looked into his face, and his eye was rest
ing above those clouds his heart was drink
ing in the beauties that were spread on
along the sky, and bowling in homage to tina
power, whose Gland had garnislled the lIeav'
ems"
What a thirst is that which is slaked will
knowledge? What gratitude is due t.
Him, who implants in our bosoms the appe
tency, and, pours out, with unstinted hant
the means Of its qualification !
This was a scene of quiet. "No wood
land hymn arose" Not a sound disturbed
reflection. And we stood and gazcd at the
slowly fading beauties OF the west, until the
hues of the clouds had blended into sobe1
grey, relieved by the sheet O fwhitc beyond
which marked where the sun had left oul
horizon.
Night.
With the going out Of twilight, that beau.
titul remainder of the suns benifcencc, a
short Renaissance ofday, came the stars tc
gem the Heavens with their %lustrcs. And il
was pleasant to watch them struggling into
the scope of our vision, dim spots at first, and
then twinkling into size. The planets
pouring down Il steady borrowed light, and
the higher stars vibrating and trembling as
if generating their own fires, and emitting
light with effort.
We may change our position on earth,
and cross the ocean, indeed but it is a long
movement that changes, our Heavens. The
sky-ircs burn above in their own lustre, Just
as we have seen them from our family habi-
tations. The faces Of Thousands with whom
we %sojourn are all new, and the land on
which we stand, and the waves of the ocean
that dash ~ctcrnally against the receding shore
and all below and around us, are STRANGELY
novel but upwards we recognize the hea-
cons of our childhood and our home. The
stars 90 forth i'll the same order; constella-
ton after constellation ascends and shines
with familiar light and We feel that our true
home is upward. All else changcs-tlese
alone Of creation seem the same.
4. summers sky is not so rich as ono of
wintcr-not so many brilliant stars are
above, at night and those that are visible.
seem TO struggle through the scmi-mist, par
TALLY shorn of their beams. But enough
arc seen to awaken awe for the hand that
hung them fortli-cnoupll to arouse devo-
ton to Him, who is thus dimly seen in these,
his CLOVER works"
How great the thought, to contemplate
stars as worlds, centres indeed, of systems.
whose dependent worlds send down none
of their reflected light to our distant orb.
or sending forth, that light has not vet
travelled to our sight. Contemplating these
mighty orbs, and their stately march, sun
after sun rising and passing away from us
without a variation mMeir relative position,
we as if the power that formed them, and
placed them there, had implanted a portion
of itself in their forms. and make them in
telligenccs endowed with interminicablc
knowledge.
Filled with such reflections. | withdrew
from the open air, and retired to profit by
that state of feeling, to which the contcm-
plation of the starry heavens almost natur-
ally gave rise.
Morning.
Between three and four o'clock, my at
t%enlion was arrested by a faint shadow on
the floor; on rising, | discovered that the
planet Venus was up, and her brilliancy
was such, that she caused shadows almost
as those from a new moon.
The heavens were yet rcsplendant, and
the hosts of the morning appeared no less en-
titled to admiration than those that had shed
lustre on the evening. At length morning
came, and star after star. that had seemed
so unfading, passed away, absorbed in the
expansive light of the %unrisen sun. And she
the queen of the mornings congrecated
strength and intensity cast shadows on the
cast-she, too, was los, in the near oful-
gence Of the coming blaze. And these were
the objects almost of my evenings worship
-,llcsc who were passing away before an
other created fire, which, with all its glory,
shall one day pale away before that light
which shall not depend upon sun, moon and
stars. How short, then, of their true object,
had been their influence on my heart!
We must rise above the highest star, to
understand the teachings of the upper crca-
ton. And when we have filled our minds
with awe and wonder at the immensely of
these orbs, that fill the universe, we must
pass onward TO the conclusion of the lesson,
and understand that liz, who threw around
him the garment Of the hidings of his power,
and spangled that robe with all the %constel-
lated brilliances of sun, moon, and stars
liz is the true object of our thought and our
contemplationS and that when the time shall
come to reveal himself, all these subjects OF
our calculation and our wonder, the objects
of the alteration of some, and the admira-
ton of all-these "shall be rolled together
like a scroll, and, like %vesturc, they shall be
changed"
A Iruly Ludicr0us Scene.-"x n n \