Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1851-07-28
For the Spy.
a Rural View.


For the Spy.
a Rural View.
: Mr.. Editor: Nowadays, while you are tol'lng
away for the interest and intellectual qualification Of
: ronr readers peut up IN your sanctum sanotorum,
where the blessed sunlight but Just peeps in to greet
Won. we. up here in the broad country, baskng
in the fall refogeuce of sunshine BREATHING pure AR,
perfnmed with the breath of flowers and new mown
hay.
"God made the country-nan made The town.
but how few prefer country scenes rather than
the cities. The pent-uP, and thronged streets, the
hustle, din dust, and show-can taese compare in
loveliness and beauty pomp and glory, with natures
wide domain-ihe ioIiage-nestled cottage-the green
hil-side-broad fields of waving grain-the umbra-
geousness of voluptuous trees-he song of birds and
brOoks?-Nay-
''Iiigh mountains are a feeling, but the hum
Ofhuman cite; torture; can see
Nothing to loathe in nature.'
To true lover of nature, the ciippresents but few
attractions; how can it-when upon the hills and
mountans-in the meadows and vaeys-the
beams are ever painting pictures of matches beau
ty and gorgeousness: We walk upon an emerald
tafied carpet varegated with flowers, fir and odor-
Gus, wrought in every day anew; and what choir
Of sweet singers, too, make music for US in the coun
| try. This morning. before the sunbeams gtered on
the Drops or Furnished the heavens with saffron
and gold, the larl's melodious roundelay, harmo-
nizing with the martins, robins, and backbirds.
made the woods and welkin ring with songs have
never heard Jenny Lind sing,-iar away on the hills,
my heart burns sometimes to hear her angelic voice,
but to-day, while heal many happy little birds
pouring forth their Of undissembled music, and
making my soul TO rejoice, l can well forego the
pleasure.
Come up, then, ye dusty denizens of the city, and
attend our concerts where the seats are ree in Gods
great Crystal Palace. The cool, fresh zephyrs will
paint vermiIlion on your lips, and the contemplation
of nature nvigorae your bodies, and if your hearts
are open, they will be filled up to the inner chamber,
with high and noble aspirations
"With God himself
Hold converse; grow familiar day by day
With his concepuons,
and,
''lf thou art worn, and hard bcset
With sorrows that thou woud'st forget,
ii thou woud'st read lesson that will keep
Thy heart from ainting and Thy sod from sleep,
Go TO the woods and hilis!-no tears
Dim the sweet look that nature wears"
Few, meihinks, who are born and bred in CITY,
taste the charms of real country life. Nature
Is sealed book to them Their sky is circum-
scrbed the high-waed city shuts out the tree-cres-
ed hills, fowery brooks, and distant mountains
When they visit the country, they go where thou
sands go, and where the elite of the city throng, in
stead of launching out Alone where nature reigns in
her solitary grandeur and wdness.
: 'To sit on rocks to muse Ger food and fell.
, To slowly trace the forests shady scene,
Where things that mans dominion, dwell
i And mortal foot hath meier rarely been
: TO climb the trackless mountain, all unseen
With the wild flock that never needs fold,
Il Alone DER sleeps and foaming falls 10 leau,-
d This is not solitude; tits but to hold
e Converse with NATURES charms and view her stores
unroll'd.'
e Will ye not find on the hilltop in the mountain
Of path, by the RANT water companions indie
n scrbabe food fit for the soul to feed upon, made 70
+ men to look al Gods great gallery of pctures thu
l. productions of an nfnity of wisdom
e Who in all the city, saw the sun go down in it
y dazzling glory but yesterday, attended with crowd
of clouds dressed in their borrowed robes of beauty
some in crimson hues and some tinged over will
molten gold, floating in the heavens for half an hour
'. glowing, papitating, melting, and fading away.
IN Nowhere but in the country, can sunset be seer
in all its purity shall never forgeta White Noun
k tain sunset. We had Just entered the valley wher
the mountains began to tower up in regal battlement
around us; we foot-sore pedestrians begged rid,
to with young nounaineer some Is or 20 years old
s who CHANGED TO overtake US on our wav driving al
D fall speed, rather dilapdaed rosnane, (Which
lie said he, 81 only lend go praye-meetng, and to
: mill. Just then, the had disappeared behind
. mountain peak, shooting up ''arrows long and
:, golden" to the very ZENITH bathing the mountain:
in sea ofpurple glory, filling the air with enchap
J, ment. The like never expect to see again. We
were loud in praises, when the hard phiz of tht
mountaineer lighted up aud thought it 'pretty fine
e too, and said he, 81 down the fats
e (meaning at Portland,) where l saw the sun g
5, down. and it looked like the deuil' but this noun
:, tain sunset had power to kndle up in his uncuva
J. ted soul, spark of love and admiration.
Ii is said that Of the earliest indications Of thu
future tastes and genius Of Petrarch may perhaps b.
ne found IN his remark when taken to see the Lowell,
~ landscape around the fountain of Vaucuse. a few
IN leagues from Ayignon. There now, p he cried ran
ne turously, sis retirement suited to my taste, an,
e, preferable in my eyes, to the greatest and mos
C splendid cities" W.OB.
d, Spencer, July lsh