American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-04-08
From the Pennsy lvania Inquirer.l
THE SPRING-TIME OF I HE YEAR.
TOWN AND COUNTRY.

TOWN AND COUNTRY.
eve pass out from the city's feverish hum,
To find refreshmrnt in The silent woods;
And lture, that is beautiful and dumb,
Like cool sleep upon the pulses broods;
Yet, n there, restless thought will steel,
To teach the indoent heart that it must FEEL"
The country begins to present delightful
appearance. Nature is putting on her choicest
livery. The sides of the hills and the bosoms
of the values are already beautifully green,
while the tender plants and the hardy trees are
in bud or blossom. This is truly the season for
wandering among the scenes of nature, listen
ing to the voices of the birds, and the music of
the streams, and attuning the spirit to adora-
ton of the Great Creator. Man should go
forth into the fields and vallies during the early
months of Spring, when all
sis blooming and benevolent"
The season, when
"From the moist meadow to the wither'd hill,
Led by the breeze the vivid verdure runs,
And swells and deepens to the chelsh'd eye
The garden CLOVIS and fills the liberal air
With lavish fragrance; while the promised fruit
Lies yet a little embryo, unperccived
Within its crimson folds. Now from the town
Buried in smoke and sleep and nosome damps;
Oft let me wander DER the dewy fields,
Where freshness breathes, and dash the trembling
drops
From the bent bush, as through the verdant maze
Ofsweetbrar hedges pursue my walk"
We should shake off city associations, tho
hum and din of the busy multitude with their
thousand avocations, and linger for few hours
among pure, calm, quiet, heart-touching and
sprit-elevatlng scenes The student should
throw aside his books and 60 forth to inhale
the fresh and health.inspiring atmospheric
The toiler in cities should hurry away fiom the
sound of the hammer, the forge and the loom,
and, wandering for a few miles into the coun-
try, pause, amid the groves,
Goods first temples"
and there give utterance to thoughts, feelings
and aspirations, that will not come forth, and
are not congenial with brick walls, narrow
streets, circumscribed views, and all the tur-
moil and confusion of the working-day world of
a great commercial city. The heart must be
cold, dull and torpid that is not melted and sub
dued as we'll as awed and excited into religious
admiration by communion with nature,-by
survey of the outspread and picturesque scenes
of rural life ,-valley, slope and meadow, cot
tage nd-farm, gliding stream and browsing cat
tie, tall hills and thckly foliaged woods, the
bright, blue sky bending above, and not
sound breaking upon the ear, save the carol of
a bird, the hum of an insect, or the echo of
some distant movement of man or vehicle. 1t
is at such times and amid such scenes, that we
not only feel the divinity within US, but that
we see the hand of the Creator in many visi-
BILE form-from the modest, lowly and beauti-
full flower that we crush beneath our feet, to
the broad and blazing luminary of day, as he
holds his onward course in the heavens.
While we see and feel these influences, more
over,-while the Maker of Heaven and Earth
is present, as it were, in all his works-while
so broad and comprehensive view is before
US, our own comparative insigni6cance in the
scale of creation is felt and appreciated
perishing things of merely earthly pursuit are
recognised and acknowledge spirit wan
ders forth on the wings of Thought, of Hope
and of Faith, and the belief steals upon us that
if the vital power is regulated year after year,
upon the face of the earth, in the grass-blade,
in the forest, and in the many teeming forms
of nature-so also will there come another life
to mans existence, and the frail dust OF his
mortality will assume a brighter ana purer
shape, and be animated with new existence
by the same master-hand that garnlshes SO
beautifully year after year, the fields, the Tor
ests, and the flowers 1t is good to 60 forth
occasionally, to refresh our minds and hearts
by communing with Nature. Amid the noise
and hustle of the crowd, our views are apt to
become narrow and limited. We are apt to
grow worldly and mercenary-to fancy that our
life is confined to certain objects of every day
pursuit and occupation, that gain in moneta-
ry sense, is the chief end of man--that fashion
is subject of deep and grave Importance
that a peculiar kind Of dress is essential-in
short, we become artificial beings, living in an
artificial atmosphere, and governed and in
fuenced by the customs, habits and regulations
OF the little circle to which we are confined Ell