New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1857-12-25

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Have thou the honor first thy Lord to greet,
And join thy voice unto the Angel choir,
From out his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd
THE HYMN.
II was the winter wild,
While the heaven.born child g.
All meanly wrapped in the rude manger lies
Nature, in awe to Him,
Had dofd her gaudy trim,
With her great Master so to sympathise
It was no season then for her
To Wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour.
Only with speeches fair
She wooes the gentle air
To hide her guilty front with innocent SNOW
And on her naked shame,
Pollute with sinful blame,
The sanity veil of maiden white to throw;
COMPOUNDED, that her Makers eyes I
Should look SO near upon her foul deformities.
But He, her fears to cease,
Sent down the meekey'd Peace;
She, crown'd with olives green, came softly
sliding
Down through the turning sphere,
His ready harbinger,
With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing;
And, waving wide her myrtle wand,
She strikes an universal peace through sea and
land.
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No war, or battles sound,
Was heard the world around:
The idle spear and shield were high up hung |
The hooked chariot stood 1
Unstain'd with hostile blood;
The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ;
And Kings sat still with awful eye,
As if they surely knew their sovereign Lord was
by.
But peaceful was the night,
Wherein the Prince of light ..a
His reign of peace upon the earth began;
The winds with wonder whist,
Smoothly the waters kist. -.....
Whispering new joys to the mild ocean,
Who now hath quite forgot to rave,
While birds Of calm sit brooding on the charmed
wave.
The stars, with deep amaze,
Stand ix'd in steadtast gaze,
Bending one way their precious influence;
And will not take their flight .
For all the morning light,
Or Lucifer, that often warn'd them thence;
But in their glimmering orbs did glow,
Until their Lord himself bespake, and bid them go.
And though the shady gloom ---.
Had given day her room,
The sun himself withheld his wonted speed,
And hid his head for shame,
As his inferior flame
The new-enlighten'd world no more should
need;
He saw greater sun appear
Than his bright throne, or burning axletree,
could bear.
The shepherds on the lawn,
Or e'er the point Of dawn,
Sat simply chatting in rustic row
Full little thought they then,
That the mighty Pan
Eip5l 10 axxysfE f,oy,, "ho1o
Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep,
Was all that did their silly thoughts SO busy keep.
When such music sweet
Their hearts and ears did greet,
As never was by mortal fingers trook:
Divinely warbled voice
Answering the stringed noise,
As all their souls in blissful rapture took:
The air, such pleasure 10th to lose,
With thousand echoes still prolongs each heav-
emily close.
Nature that heard such sound,
Beneath the hollow round
Of Cynthia's seat, the airy region thrilling,
Now was almost won
To think her part was done,
And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ;
She knew such harmony alone
Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier
At last surrounds their sight
A globe of circular light
That with long beams the shame faced night
array'd;
The helmed Cherubm
And sworded Seraphim,
Are seen in glttering ranks with wings dis
playd,
Harping in loud and solemn choir,
With unexpressive notes. to Heavens new borr
Heir.
Such music (as it's said)
Before was never made,
But when Of old the sons of morning sung,
While the Creator Great
His consultations set,
And the wel-balanced world on hinges hung
And cast the dark foundations deep,
And bid the weltering waves their cozy channe
keep.
Ring out, ye crystal spheres,
Once bless our human ears,
IF We have power to touch our senses so
And let your silver chime
Move in melodious time;
And let the base of Heavens deep organ bio,
And, with your ninefold harmony,
Make up full consort to the angelic Symphony
For, if such holy song
Enwrap our fancy long,
Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold
And speckled Vanity
Will scken soon and die,
And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould
And He'll itself will pass away,
And leave her dolorOus mansions to the peerir
day.
Yea, Truth and Justice then
Will down return to men,
Orb'd in a rainbow and like gores wearin
Thrond in celestial sheen,
| With radiant feet the tissued clouds dow
steering
| And Heaven, as at some festival,
Will open wide the gates of her high palace ha
But wisest Fate says no,
| This must not yet be, so,
The Babe yet lies in smiling infancy,
That on the bitter cross
Must redeem our loss
So both himself and us to glorify:
Yet first, to those ychand in sleep,
The wakeful trump of doom must thunt
| through the deep;
With such horrid clang
As on mount Sinai rang,
While the red fire and smoulGering clouds
: brake: sa
The aged earth aghast,
| With terror of that blast,