Georgetown weekly news., 1855-05-17
For the Georpetowp News


Mr.. ED1ToR:-As your location is quite
high up in the mountains l have thought
that the experience of an hour upon the sea
shore might be interesting to you; not as
news item, but as a reminder of scenes that
you, as well as your readers, are probably fa-
miliar with. A ride among the hills surround
ing San Francisco, is al all times apprecia-
ted by us of the City, especially so, however,
at the present season when every valley and
every hill side is covered with the most
beautiful and fragrant flowers of Spring.
You pass over all these in riding from the
City to the Beach in the vicinity of the
ocean House" But as you and the most
OF your readers are probably more highly
favored In the romantic beauty of noun
tain scenery and flowers than we are here, |
shall confne the most of my time with the
Neps, in Reflections on the Sea Shore"
What reflective mind is not crowded with
thoughts sublime and immeasurable, when
gazing on the almost boundless waters of
"Old Ocean" and while listening to the
breaking rumble of her dark successive
waves? Byron realized this feeling in his
address to the Ocean in "ChiIde Harold"
Thou Glorious mirror, where the Almightys
Glasses itself in tempests: in all time,
To in
Icing the pole, or in the torrid cline
Dark-heaving;- -boundless, endless, and SUBJ
lime
The image of eternity-the throne
| Of the invisible, even from ont thy slime
The monsters of the deep are made; each zone
Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathom-
less, alone.
The mind naturally returns to the time
when the waters above were divided from
the waters below, and when God said, "Let
the waters under the heaven be gathered to-
gether unto one place, and let the dry land
appear; and it was So" In the melancholy
meanings of the "great deep" the mind of
man still hears the voice of God as he utters
forth his Omnipotent commands. "And l
heard voice as it were the voice of many
waters, and as the voice Of mighty thunder
ings saying Alleluja: for the Lord God ON
nipotent reigneth." Such are the sugges-
tions of the mind, while gazing on the un-
fathomable waters of the great Ocean before
me. Time with all its changes, from the
creation to the flood, and from the food to
the present moment, has not dimmed the
color of her waters or changed for one hour
the constant rolling of her fearful waves
Generations of men have come and pass
ed away-it is still the same. Nation has
followed nation and amid the spoils Of
battle, the voice of man in all ages has been
heard to shrek awhile in terror and then
sink beneath the surging pillows of time
The Ocean is still unchanged Emblem of
eternity
TYPE of the Infinite look away
Over the pillows, and l cannot stay
My thought upon a resting place, or make
shore beyond my vision, where they break
But on my spirit streaches, till it's pain
To think; then rests, and then puts forth again
In thoughts of infnitude like these, man
dwindles comparatively into nothing
What can he do, more than Dionysius did Z?
Divinity alone can command thy proud
waves "be still" Thus does the reflective
mind of man revert from the sublime con.
temptation of nature, up to natures God
Peter while sinking in the sea of Galilee,
cried: Lord save or | perish" So must
all flesh cry out to the Divinity above them
Lord save or perish;" else sink deep into
the dark pillows of eternal night. So teach
eth the Bible, and who shall gainsay it?
San Francisco, April 29th. o.