Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1855-08-24
ORIGINAL ESSAYS. No. II.
THE, Sky.


How wonderful is the Sky. No eye
can fathom its mysterious caverns, no in
strument of vision can reach beyond its
eternity of existence. Its magnificent
depths wander far back into the iniuity of
space, beggaring the eye as it gazes up
ward, and puzzling the soul with bewil-
dered satisfaction.
There is not cloud now to diffits
radiant azure, and there the Day lives
in all its glory. The Sun from his mex
haustiblc fountain pours forth his sparkling
beams, playing in the broad fields, going
forth like bright-eyed, joyous children as
the great Hand of Nature guides them
Like monarch coming down from hi,
throne clothed with all his pomp of rega-
liza, SO glides the king of day step by step
down the great stairway of his setting
With kindness on his brow, smiles on his
lips, and a lingering farewell in the glow
Of his ardent eye, he bows himself through
the gates of the west. Comfy pow gliles
in upon the world the fairy sister Of the
evening, timid, coquetish Twilight In
melancholy silence they walk the aerial
floor, as kind sisters leaving blessed
home where many hallowed tie yet lin
gers Then there comes to meet them their
generous brother Night, See how they
rush into the arms of that beloved broth
er, who hides them in his bosom, as if
to shield them from some lurking fate.
IT'S then music floats from out the open
portals above as if the angels had come
to look upon the scene. IT'S then the
minstrel zephyrs sing the weary world to
rest, and to the smiling hosts above breathe
twinkling serenades that make them blush
with kindling rapture.
But this is the romance Of nature. Yet
it is sweet to know how we'll she loves US,
and 'tis sweet to feel the poetry of stars
and flowers, of singing zephyrs, kindling
in our souls love for the beauties of IA
ture 1t is these combined which make
earth a paradise. Did We cease to feel
and love the outward forms of nature, as,
with their varied arts, they appeal to US,
We should shut out from our spirits the
good angel of earth, and fail to appreciate
the Author of all things.
Night is around and above us-what
study is presented! Yonder in the mea-
sureless depths of the Sky shines the star
whose light must speed its twice three
wears ere earth receive its hallowed beni
son. The Sky is packed with stars and
planets that in their ;eascless goings forth
do fll'the flashing sp. and light creation
up. Most fertile is the study of the Sky
of those orbs that lave SO long rolled
in order aud harmony obedient to the In
visible-Not only may we investigate
| them with the eye Vf Go;once, but we NAV
also sablimcly speculate upon the charac-
ter of the beings who probably inhabir
them; how they exist, and above all if to
our Con they give adoring praise. In
this field thought can wander until be-
wildered and beggared, until all sagacity
or inspiration are swallowed up in myste-
ry, and she returns to her earthly habita-
ton, weeping at her sad, sad impotency,
Though she bad scared until sublimity
had whitened her speechless lips, and the
great voice Of eternity thundered in her
deafeped ear, she turned away, breathing,
with sanctifed feeling, the ackuowledg
ment that the "ways of COP are past
finding out" When the soul is freed, and
lives in its eternal glory, it will ouly then
know HIM as He is known in heaven.
S. G.. D.