The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1855-01-24

up ana meet us lace to face. Over tn,
pasturage there were many paths, aut
We scattered in our attempts to gain up
on each other The mules seemed {,
catch somewhat of the inspiration Of th,
occasion, aud did their best, till We cam,
out together, neck aud neck, and W,
stood on the summit, with the vale O
Chamouny, the steeplelike Af9uilics o.
Charmoz aud Midi, Argenticrc anC
Verte, and others, shooting up cold ant
black. seu,inels around the hoary mon
arch cf the Alps lying there with 8
crown Of mist Oh his head which rises a.
we look at it, aud Mont Blanc is be
fore US.
Disappointed of course, you say
Perhaps SO. 1t does not stand in the
middle Of plain, and rise right up like
pyramid, till its apex touches the blue
sky. In fact,you must be assured by your
guide that the round summit to the south
of two or three that seem to be higher
than Mout Blanc the loftest of them
all aud as you sit here and take in the
wonderful panorama of the glaciers.
needles. SUBMITS, the grandeur gradual.
Is steals into your soul and takes quiet
possession. wanted to be still and
absorb the scene, which l should soon
leave, and never see again J would ex
pose my heart to it, till a sort of daguer.
reotype was made, which | could carry
with me, aud look at when should sit
down at Niagara. or among the White
Hills of New Hampshire
' Pom my honor, It's very fine" said
a very rcd faced rcd-whiskercd English
man who had followed me to my solitary
standpoint What DO you think of it?
Is it not very fine: very fine" And so
he kept clattcring on, till / crept off
gently few rods, and again cssayed to
be alone. Brt my tormentor followed
up, and renewed his attack, as if it were
impossible for him to see the prospect
with any satisfaction unless he could
keep talking to somebody all the while.
y small house Of entertainment stands
here, and while my Englishman went in
to have some brandy and water, | man
aged to get few moments of undisturb
ed possession of the majestic scene. OF
all the paints Of observation in this
country of stupcndous scenes, there is
no one that furnishes more sublime
and glorious spectacle than this. 1t is
the GROWING hour of the tour of Switz.
erland. felt that had reached the
climax, and with reverence could make
Il parody on the words of old Simeon
All my feelings have been Of reverence
ia this country. The AIMS and God
have been all around me for a month.
and my soul has been rising in high con-
verse with Him who covers these hills
with his presence. and is oIorions in tbc
SolitudeS OF these wales Aud now as |
look OH at those gllstenlng glaciers so
nu"9 "'cs vi rosPiehueht Ice, AicI nc
"'"',' ~" y. Siass' ylhS among those
,iY"'''"'"I anu oA'e,'ui'g lar GOWN INTO
- 0" WY" iooh up 'heSc
T. l'''o, F''As ''o'u ua''y piercing inc
,Ln~o a;,,., 1oio''' o'c"' ~
n,n h9s salIa,, ,."'I ""eiV i ~, t"o ,oo' VI
C.,J l. c,no',: H" ,"O s'o'y VI
H. N...,.,' 'e 'r"so u,
as no other sccnc Los cyor vot onai,nna,i
in my saul With tho d;sc;rlos ~, o,,
other Mount 7 feel ..;t is oood ~ Lo
here"
That was nv flst sinh. of Mon,
Blanc. The day could not have Lecn
more favorable. and that evening as the
sun went dow:l, | stood in the vale Of
Chamouny and saw his las, ravs linper.
ing on the summit, tho stars trooping a
rouho 1t at high'' ana the next morning
go 'u"''s was Out again 10 see the
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awake my soul not only passive praise
no" oWesti not alone these swelling tears,
nu'' '""''Ns ana secret ecstacy Awake
my heart awake
n'e'' ''''T ana ICY Guns ai'J"ln my hymn,
N'ie
struggling win Tue darkness all the night,
ana visited all night by troops Of stars,
''', '"'' '''"'' 'h' sA'' UT Wheh 'hey
SUM-
n, W INV ''"''s s'"r "' u""h'
80 hora,I 49, w. 'n, 10y ,'"i ""u y, '''e "'"h
-, i N' "''u "''ei P'"se'
w.. sm', .,'. '""'Ns' p'''"'' u'ep III e"r'h
~, N0"'''''""oe WIN rosy Ish'
, ~ ''.o P".e"' u perpetual s'fe"mSl
'0"' "'' WI" torrents hefcely glad,
'I''ea 80 y" 'o''" from h's"t and utter
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- ''''N ''''' ICY o"'''os e"iiea you i"rth
;, ''-'9o p'e''i''ouS' pi'ch' Jagged rocks,
~, - ''s' ''''''e''u' ""' 'ne same Tor ever
!, !, W S''' 'o' your ''i'"ii'p'c me-