, 1842-01-01

tiger before u stronger foe, flies; the tiger is
not what we call valiant, only fierce and
cruel. / know few things more touching
than those breathings Of affection, soft as a
child's or a mothers, in this great wild heart
of Luther. So honest, unadulterated, pure
rs water swelling from the rock. What, in
fact. was all that downspread mood Of DIES.
pair and r~eprobation which we saw in his
youth, but the outcome Of pre-eminent
thoughtful g%en,leneSs, affections too keen and
fine ? 1t is the course such men as the poor
Poet COwper fell into. Luther, 70 n slight
observer. might have seemed a timid, weak
man; modesty. affectionate, shrinking tender
ness, the chief distinction Of him. 1t is a
noble valor which is reused in a heart like
this, once stirred up into defiance; all kindled
INTO a heavenly blaze.
In L.uther's Tob, Talk. a rosthumous
book of anecdotes and sayings collected Ivy
his friends, The most Interesting now Of all
the books proceeding fom hir. we have
many beautiful unconscious displays Of the
man, and what sort of nature he had. HIS
behavior at the death-bed of his little daugh-
ter, So still. so great and loving. is among
the most affecting things. He is resigned
tiit'i iio if''lC "tiSnbt Si'oAI'I hIC IOLl-o
ineypressibly that she should live follows, in
awe-struck thought. the flight of her little soul
those through unknown realm. Awe-strick,
most heartfelt, we can see. and sincere; for,
after all d~ognatic creeds and articles, he
feels what nothing it is that We Know. or can
know. His little Margaret sh1li be with
God. as God wills: for Luther, too, that is all;
Islam is all.
Once lie looks out from his solitary Pat
mas the Wariburg. in the middle of the night.
The great vauir OF immensely, long flights o:
clouds sailing rhrou"h ir--dumb. gaunt, huge.
VIII" supports all that? None ever saw the
pillars of it. yet il is supported" God sup
ports ii. We must know that God is great,
that G d is good, AMI trust where we cannot
see Returning home from Leipzig once, he
is struck with the beauty OF the harvest fields.
How it stands that golden yellow corn, on
It's fair taper STEM. its golden head bent, all
rich and waving there /; the meek earth at
Gods kind Bidding, has produced it once a.
uain-the bread of MN In the garden at
Nlt'cnherg. "ne evening, at sunset, II little
bird ms porc',ed for the night. That little
bird, says Luther, above il are the stars and
deep heaven of words. vet it has folded It's
little wings. gone trn>tlully 10 rest there as
in It's home The VI ker of it has given it,
too. n home! Neither are mirthiul terms
wanting. There lisa great free human heart
IN This man. The common speech OF him
has n rugged noblencss. iiiomr,ic, expressive.
genuine; CLEANS here and there with beauti-
Iul poetic TINS. One feels hi o. 10 be 4 great
brother man. His love Of music. indeed, is
not this, rs it were. the summary of all these
affections in him! Many Il wild unutterabil-
itv he spoke forth from him in The tones o,
his flute. The devils fled from his flute. lie
saws. Dca'h-deiance IN the ore hand. and
such love of music on the other. | could
call these two opposite poles ola crest soul.
between these Two all great things hid room.
Lnrher's face is to me expressive of him :;
in Kranach's best portraits | find the true
Luther. A rude plchrian face. with lis huge
crag-Iike brows md homes. the emblem of
rugged energy at first, almost 4 repulsive
face. Yet in the eyes especially there is 4
wild silent sorrow; an unnameable melln-
choly, the element of all gentle AMI fine aE.
~fectInns; giving 10 the rest the true stamp of
nobleneSs. Laughter WAS in tits Luther; rs
was said; but tears also we're there. Tears
ais" were appointed him; tears and hard toll.
The bass Of his lIfe WAS sadness md earne<t-
ness. In his latter DAYS. after al triumphs
and victories, he expresses himself heartily
weary q flIving; he considers that God alone
can and will regulate the course thing are TAX
ing, and that perhaps The day of judgment is not
far. As for HIM, he longs for one thing, that
God would ~release him from his labor. and
let him depart and be at rest. They under
stand little of the man who cite this in dis
credit Of him! | will call this Luther IL true
great man: great in intellect. in courage, af-
fiction, and integrity; one of our most love
able and precious MN. Great, not as a
obelisk; but rs IN Alpine mountain
so simple, honest. spontaneous, moi setting
up to he great ut all; but unsubduable gran
lite, piercing far and wide into the heavens
vel in The clcfts of fountains. green, beauii
iul valleys with flowers! A right spiritual
hero and prophet once more, a true son of
Nature and fact. for whom these centuries.
and many that are to come yet, will be thank
ful to Heaven.
BELLS.