Eaton Democrat. [volume] (Eaton, Ohio) 1843-1856, 1855-08-02
THE TWILIGHT OF THE HEART.
There is an evening twilight Of the soul. -

"Inere Is an evening twilight OF the SOUL
Yes the heart hath its twlight-a time
when the shadows fall, and the light is dim
a time when the IelIoSpec;ion is mourn(uly
pleasant, and tears, like evening dew. w.dIops,
gently distil. The sunlight may be flashing
glo:iously, or the stars twinkling in the mid
night sky, but the heart can have IFS twilight
alike in the mornings glow or the midnight
gloom. Let the soul but be hushed 10 silence,
and memory and imaginatiOn's busy uain fixed
on the past, and its shaduwy viStaS-let forms
once loved appear, and voices long silent wake
again echoes IN the heartfelt The Joys of ifes
Sinless hOuiS pass before us, refreshing the
mind by the remembrance of their purity
aud innocence-let all the aspirations Of hope
and the bright dreams of youthful ambition be
recalled, and soflened and meowed by dis
tance, they will seem brighter than aught the
future may promise; and at su h moments
you will feel that The shadows Of the hearts
| twilight have fallen upon the split. At SUCH
moments commune with thine own holy task
and Thy reveries in the sombre ght in which
thou drt shrouded, may pUrer feelings and no.
bier resolves than all pens, save that of inspi
ratlon-than the Tyre ol the poet, or the tongue
Of the eloquent orator.
Art thou q lover Of wisdom Seek It, at
such moments, in the pages which the past
has written on thy memory. There thou wilt
find records which thine own heart may know;
there are springs at which others may strive
10 drink, but in vain. Drink, then, copiOus
GraughS and thou wilt confess when thou at.
tanest 10 Seliknoweledge, that thou hast moi
drunk in vain.
Welcome then, thrice welcome; thou hal
lowed twilight ! Dearer thou art than the
closing shades Of summers eve TO the wander
crs under whispering boughS near murmCring
streams far IN thy dim, mysterious light we
behold forms which but meet the spirit ant
with our hearts we become strangely familiar
Such seasons come to all, but not 10 all Dc
they bring the same blesSedness. From the
mists of the solemn twilight, angels may beck
on or demons frown. To some :hey NAV be
The harbingeIs OF peace and mornings OF sun
Ii. glory, TO others of nights of darkness an(
mornings of storm. Art thou OF those 10 whom
such season bring no joy "a joy in whcI
. smiles and teaIS are strangely blended. Ii
the sparkle Of The wine cup, and the waves O
the dance, cost thou fee those hour of though
VIII ich are wont 10 force themselves upo
thee? Do phantoms of the past alright thee
, Dost thou call oblivion thy friend and eagerI
seek forge rulEess Beware thou art fee
ing from that which would befriend thee, an
a wasting moments infinitely more precious tha
! the pearls dissolved in The goblet of the Egyp
! tian queen. True they may tell Of waywsrd
ness, and perchance Of crime hut like tn
whispers of angels, they would call thee bac
q from thy wanterings, and point TO destiny i
= unison with thy nobler nature, and cravings q
5 that spirit whose very desires proves its immol
: lality.
But art thou OF those whom virtue blushe
/. not TO own! II so, thy hearts twilight is nc
:, starlesS one. Thou shalt be reunited wit
% the mist robed forms which seem gliding be
h fore thee, and thy tongue shall join in the sam
a anthem with the voices which seem falling o
k thy spirits ear. Lo! even now stars com
,. forth 10 the gaze Of Thy soul-s,ars brightt
4 than those which look down on earth; they al
e the stars of hope and promise which gem tb
n heaven of Gods reveation--they tell of Ian
Of light, where the trees OF life ever bloom
and The flowers are unwit ithering-where I'll
waters of life's river, flowing from beneath
~ flash brightly in the. beams of anlnnSeit' SUI
~ and twilight gives place to ceaslng less da