New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1850-06-04
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ODE TO THE SUN....BY LEIGH HUNT.
The main object Of this poem is 10 impress the beautiful
ard animstng fact that the greatest visible agent IN our
universe the Sun s also Of the most benefcent and
tins 10 lead 10 the inference that spiritual greatness and
goodness are IN ike proportion and its Maker benehcence
seC through whatever apparent Inconsistencies he may
work The Sun is AZ once the greatest Might and Right
that we behold.
secondary intention Of The poem is to admouish the
carelessuess with which people in general regard the
diynest wonders OF The creation In Consequence OF being
use to their societyihs great aud glorious mystery the
Sun not excepted Familiarity Il IS said breeds con-
tempt" To which somebody emphaticaly sdded-"Wish
the contemplate" far from meaning TO say that al,
who behold the Sun with TOO little thought, contempt
bic Habit does strange things, with the most reflect
ing Blu. of this am sure that IN proportion as anybody
wifhes 10 prove himself worthy OF his familiarity with
grea, obec he viii be sorry TO be reminded Of their
greatness especially need not diminish de-
Light; for heavenly Father" desire the al
miraon Of him be oppressive TO U.s. than an earthly
one else faiherness would be uIfathery and sunshine
Itself g.oom
When The FlOrentnes crowded to some lectures Of Cali
leo because they were on q comet which had Just male
s APPEARANCE The philosopher was bold ossh to eblke
them for showing such childish iesfe 10 hear hm % Ills
particular subject when they IN inc habit OF neglect
ing naryels Of creation which daily presented them
selves TO their eyes.
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-Brineer OF light, and life, and JOY. and beauty
God midst a million gods, that far and near
Hold each his orbs in rounds of raptu-oas duty
o never may !, while lit this brow,
Believe in any god less ike god than thou.
Thou srt the miehtiest Of al things we see,
And thou, the mghtest, art among the kindcst
The planets, DIRE adully and easily
About thee as in sacred sport, thou windest
And thine iustrio1s hands, for all that power,
Liz bit soft on the babes cheek and nurse the bul-
ding flower
They say that in thine orb IS movement dire,
Tempest and flames, as on a millioa oceans:
Wen may it be- thoa heart Of heavenly ire:
Such looks and smiles betit gods emotions;
We know thee gentle in the midst OF all,
By those smooth orbs in heaven, this sweet fruit
on the wal.
feel thee here, myself soft on my hand
Around me is thy mute, celestial presence
Reverence and awe would make me fear 70 stand
Within thy beam, were not all Good It's essence
W ere not all Good It's essence, aud from thence
All good glad heart deriy dandch ike confidence
know that there is Fear. and Grief and Pain,
Strange foes, though stranger guardian friends
Ct Pleasure:
] know that poor men lose, and rich men gain,
Though Of ID unseen adjusts tue seeming
measure:
7 know thatGuilo may teach while Truth must bow,
Or bear contempt s'd shame on his bonignant brow
But While thou tst mi h,ier than all, o San,
And cen when sharpest fell, still throned kind
Isee that greatest and that best are one, ness,
And that all else works TOW dit, though in blind
Evil see, and Fear, and Grief and Pain, ness
Work under Good, their lord embodied in thy
see the molten gold darky refine
Ger the great sea OF human Joy and soroI:
| hear the deep voice Of griei divine
Calling sweet notes 10 some diviner morrow;
And though know not how the two may part,
feel thy reys, O Sun, write it upon my heart
Upon my heart thou writest il rs thou,
Heart Of these worlds at writ on by greater;
Beamd on with love from some still mshtier brow,
Perhaps by that which waits some new reater
Some amaz d man, who sees splendors driven
Thick round a Sun of suns and fears be looks Ct
heavent
It's easy for vain man, Tines growing child,
To dare pronounce on thy material seeming:
Heav y, for its own good ends mute and mild Ing.
To many a wrong Of mans presumptuous dream
Matter or mind, OF either what Knows he he ?
Or how with more than both thine orb divine may
Art thou a god indeed or thysef heavenl
And DO we taste thee here in light and flowers
Art thou the first sweet place, where hearts, made
even,
Sing tender songs in earth remembering bowers
Enough, my soul Enough through .hee q san,
To learn the sure good song-Greaiest and best
are one.
Enough for man to work, to hope, to loye.
Copying thy zeal untird thy smile unscorning:
Glad 10 see gods thick as the stars above,
Bright with the God Of gods eternal morning.
Round about whom perchance endless they 20,
Ripenlng their eRrths 10 heavens, as owe and wis.
dom grow
no. frrous-Tsr spoTi0g carrying away The rea I4r
take he 1ora e. her iults spiritual n4eril sense
both; according as he agrees or dsagees wh Keppsr
and eheTs respecting Tie nature OftEs Planetary bodies
Abiding central that IS % say q sIn goyern-
ar ffie a. in -. .arfaH
cu.cs.
POst-0fhcc-.MaiIs Close.
Summer ArrGRgemcRt.
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