Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-06-29


oryy Stamped On hi, forehead "And the evening
end morning were ibs nnth 9sy" The Who'll,
uaitcrsc vas happy ~ the psssession Of existence
The birds wttc Tying thor ihfoae IA 'be grove ol
Eden insects of thousand dies sporiod in tho
rays 81 the S~clining snn end tho continuous hum
from the whole saiuJasc creation rose. accc;ia.
bic antbein IN the ear Of their grea, Creator Il
Ma, toward. evening
Blessed that eve
The ssbbsih'. harhsrgcf whsr. all complete
10 freshest hesBtY frum lehoveh's hsnd.
Creation blooned when Eden. twilight face
Smilsd like a sleeping babe TITO voice divine
holy calm bfesbo5 Ger the soodly work,
M,dir The sun, upon the lofitsl trees
Shed Tellovlr shopping beam. Peace rigned,
Add love, aud gratitude The humsn pair
Their prisons pour'd forth hove. concofd reisnd
Silence was DER the deep lie noiseiess surge,
The las, .ubsidinp ware--oi that dread tBmut
Which ragged, when Dream, at the mute command,
Rushd fUnovsy on tIs pebbled shore
While on the swell, the ses-bird with her head
Wipg 'eld, sisp, 'hs; TRANQUILITY
About four thousand years have gone from the
calendar Of lime Paradise has become desert.
Man has spread os,r the earth. bu, in all his wan.
derng SIN and sorrow have Lep, him company.
" hos r7si'nel he soil given 20 him to I'll, with
his bfo,her's blood Bu, the shel,ering hand Of
Heaven has been over him, and a, las, a
remnant Of the race are dwelling together
ia q promised lanl Their enemies have been
snblued-thcr city sits on three hills beautiful
MS Tzrah and terrible as an army with banners"
The word spoken Of BY seers of old has been ful
filled Bciblehem Of Judea has witnessed the in.
carnaiion Of Deity. The sick, the blind and the
oppressed, have been comfofcd. and the dead rnis-
FL TO life Blu, the fatal hour is ut hand Jcrusa.
lem has been wep, over in vain The blood Of
prophets and Of priests is in her skirts, and one
deed alone remains TO GIL up the cup Of her crime
The city is in an uproar There is process
SION sweeping Ike a sea from the western gate
Peasants, soldiery, scibes and lordy Pharisees
roll along, unnumbered multitude There is one
conniensnce unlike all others No traces Of pas
sion mars il, but in that eye there is patience,
peace and heaven amid all the ,umult They
are on the hill called Calvary What a silence
The mob are goornai and needless Of the heart
tina, is now bursting from them They wag their
heads and rail to him. But bark III is finish.
ei /" AM he gave up The ghos, The sky has put
On saekclo,h Morah, Acre, and Sion tremble
The rock-barred sepulchrcs are open, and men
long ago buried, walking about in their winding
sheets OH jerusalem proud even in the day
OF doom, at this very time the eagle Of Titus is
pluming IT'S wlngsio sweep eastward The crown
ing act is commit,cd-,ho week is ended-and TO
an infatuated nation has come to its Saturday
night
Century upon century ha. rolled away The
sun, the moon and her gli,tcrng sisters still keep
sentinel as they did OF old over Eden On that soil
once pressed by hallowed feet, the defendants of he
chosen people are gathered from the four winds Of
heaven. Their temples are often destroyed BY
the Idoator now stand in new Strength end its
FURNISHED ,urrois pointing skyward, remind them
of the Hand which has brought them back to the
home OF their ancestors Oiher nations have also
sprung into being Civilization and Christianity
have s,retche out their arms over land and sea -
The inscriptions of Superstition have crumbled
like ashes. The ldola,or has thrown away hi:
gods, and the savage has come running from his
native woods 10 welcome the Triumphant, progress;
Of human redemption
The long expected day-ihe day TO which there
is no morrow-has at length come. Old mer
leaning on their stalves, wipe their dim eyes anC
wonder. Strange shapes fit from cloud to cloud
and sopnlchursl voices whisper along the hills
Frightened birds swept through the air and ami
mails, regardless Of their food stood amazed anc
looked up. The blue heavens whiien-,he star
fall from their towers like drunken men The lonl
week-,he last day--,ho las, hour is ended tn,
last saoi has dropped, AMI ushered into the SAruR
DAY NI0ur OF TIaE
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