The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1852-02-24
From the Hartford Religious Herald.
The Awakening.
I. Translated from the German Of rheremiu.

berest him well--when he stepped into tho room
in tho morning, whore we were waiting for him,
used, to say in answer to inquiry how hc
had, slept, 'like tho blessed" Like the bless
ed, might say. have slept; or rather like the
blessed have | awakened. | feel myself new
quickened; as If all weariness, and all need of
slerp were gone forever. Such vigor is in my
limbs. such elasticity in my movements, that
believe could fly. If | would.
w. Aud you are pleased with this place?
III. Indeed. must say, We have been in ma
NY beautiful place together; but this is won
derful and beautiful beyond description. What
trees! actually heaven hish! They bear blos-
SONS and fruit together. Their branches sway
ing to the morning wind cause the tree tops all
30 give forth melody, as if hosts Of feathercd
singers dwelt in them. Behind the trees the
mountains tower up. Their majestic forms rig
idly defined in the puro air. and here and there
glowing with oil the hues of sunshine and sun
set, stretch along their sides. or float over their
submits Upon the highest peak, out of milk
white, translucent, sbimmering mist. there
springs. as it were, the gates. and towers and
palaces Of splendid city. From this peak
nearest us. there seems to gusll mighty water
which may call a sea rather than a stream.
and which nevertheless leaps down tho nnmo
rous terraces of the mountain. not with fearful
roaring. but with n melodious sound. Wide
nDOul us arc spTlIlhleu the uTOpS WHICH WHteT
tho trees and flowers. and impart delicious
GOODNESS to the air, making il ecstacy TO breathe
here. Look too. at this bank whereon we stand
How luxurant and how thckly strown with
wonderful flowers. We wander over II, and
ye. the spires of grass arc not broken. nor are
tho flowers crushed by our foot steps. 'Ts a
solitary place; yet on all sides vistss open to u.s.
and the horizon tempts US ever further and
further on.
w Hast thou seen all this often before, or
dost thou see it TO day for the first tinel
II. notwithstanding all is so homelike TO mo
here, and though every thing greets me as
something long beloved, yet when think Of it,
imust say no, have never been here before.
w. And dost thou not wonder 70 see mo a.
gain at thy sidel
H. Indeed, and hast thou not somehow, al.
ways been near me?
w: Ina certain sense have; but in anoth.
or. not 80. 'Tis long since thine eyes have
seen me. disappeared from them once.
H.. All! now there sweeps over my memory
as it were, dark oloud-days of anxiety, and
Iights spont in weepihg-only the painful
thoughts aid emotions which so recently abb
sorbed mo. Now they elude my grasp, can
: not distinctly comprehend them. they appear to
tne something mysterious.
w. Think on the fourteenth Of February.
III. Now, now it is all Gear to mo. ltwas near
noon. Four days hadst thou been sick. We
had feared much for thee, but still had hopo.--
Suddenly faEtncss came over thee; thou didst
lean thy head upon my breast; didst sink back
with a deep sigh; thou diedsi-yes it is all over
thou art dtad.
w. ! am dead; and yet see. live.
II. If thou art dead, and if I see thee, then
DO IreaIly dreaml
w. Thou dreamest not. for thou art awake
H. Or. art lhou sent down from heaven to
earth, that should see .theo again for short
tine, and then anew through long years lament
thy disappearance!
w. No. heuceforth we shall never separate.
am indeed sent to thee, but not down upon
the earth. Look around thee here; where up
on earth hast thou seen such trees, such watersl
Look at thyself; thou didst 90 about yonder
bowed beneath the weigh of years. Now thou
art young again. Thou dost not walk. thou
Hoatest; thine eyes not only see, but see i'm
measurahly far. Look inward upon thyself;
has it always beon with thy heart as now!
H. Within mo is deep. unfathomable. ever
swelling, and yet entirely still and peaceful sea
Yes, when look about mo here. and when
feel thy hand in mine--then must say I am
blessed. am in henveu.
w. Thou art.
II. Ard then must be actually dead.
w Thou art. Hast thou not lain sick in
that very chamber where | died and whittier
thou didst long to be brought. Has not thy son,
day and night. without leaving Thy sido. sin
ccrely and tenderly nursed thcel Hast thou not
by day on night found open the blue eye ofthy
daughter in which she vainly strove to hold
back the forth swelling tearsl Was there not
then q deep mist, and utter darkness spread
over the faces Of thy children. and over every
thing around theel
II. AN DEAD! Lord .f life and death. mp
on my knees thauk theo that thou hast fulfill
cd this SO great lhng in me-ihat thou hast led
me 10 such high happincss-to such great hon
or; dead, and happy 10 be dead Thou know
est. o Lord, how often that moment stood be
fore me; how often have prayed that thou
thyself, since was not abo to do it. wouldsi
prepare me for that hour; that thou wouldst
send me soft, blessed death. Now. D Lord
that thou hast heard this. as all my other pray
ers. thou hast in this, as in all things. eternuly
shown thysef gracious and pi,ifu. What stood
before me is now ever. Truly, though dead.
have not yet learned exactly what dead is bu.
this much / know, death is sweet. As one
bears o sleeping child out Of dark chamber
into bright spring garden. so hast thou borne
mo from earth to heaven. But now, loved one,
bold me no longer back.
w. Whiihcr woudst thou goi
III. Canst thou ask' To whom else but to
H'mi All is beautiful and lovely here; these
trees, these flowers. this down streaming wa
Ter. this GOODNESS which bieathes over flowers
and trees and deep into my heart; thyself. thy
presence which after so long separation. after
SO many tears. enjoy again; but not even all
this satisfies me. HiMsELF must SEQ. Lot
him adorn his heaven as beautifully as no may,
that cannot compensate for the loss of his pres
encc. What was impossible, no has made pos.
sible; SO long, so unweariedly, so faithfully has
ne worked in me. that ! might be capable of
bliss! Even before was born he chose
Where is the little esrthl Yonder il spins,
how far from here. In what darkness is IL
veiod. i would not again roiurn to il. lie
has condcscended to 90 down thther. has trod
its dust with his sacred feet. has endured hun.
ger and thirst, has died. An, he will quicken