Holmes County farmer. [volume] (Millersburg, Ohio) 1857-1926, 1861-01-03
potrp,
For tho Farmer.
THE SLEET.
ny ELIZA A. z.

BY ELIZA a. Il.
Awake, awake, the sun is up,
Awake and sally forth.
We've had n rain ofjewelry
From out the frozen North;
The earth is robed in dazzling white,
Each tree is hung with gems,
And diamonds in ten thousand shapes
Are hanging from their stems.
Each bush, and every humble shrub,
With precious stones is strung,
And all the purest, brightest things,
By handfuls round are flung;
The Em'lad! and the Amathyst!
The topazes! behold!
And here and there ruby red
Is sparkling in the cold.
The chrystolite and jaspar see,
And that bright Sardine stone
The holy Patmos prophet saw
Upon the Heavenly Throne:
Here all the gold of Ophir shines,
With all Golconda's store,
And who could ever number up
The countless myriads more2
The holly, in its darkest green,
With crimson fruit looks gay,
Enchased in solid silver, too,
How rich is its display!
In green and gold the shaggy pine
Seems almost in blaze,
With all the suns reflected light,
Yet softenci to the gaze.
The cedar! ah, thou favored tree.
In Scripture it is told
They laid the in the house Of God,
And covered thee with gold
But great as was King Soloman,
lie, nor the house he made,
Were dressed in such magnIiccncc
As thou has here displayed!
The beech tree stands in rich array
or long and shining threads,
Its brittle loughs all bending low
To earth their dropping heads,
And now and then some broken limb
Comes crashing from on high;
And showcling down a world of gems
That sparkle as they fly!
The lofty oak-thc hundred limb'd
Briarcus OF the trees,
Spreads out his pond'rous icy arms,
Loud cracking in the breeze;
And as the reused up lion 'slIakcs
The dew drops from his name
SO does the Woodland monarch shake
His chlystals DER the plain:
But time would fail to tell of all
That bright and starry host
The North wind brings $50 witch the world
From out the realms of frost;
The mcancst thing the most deiormcd-
The dry and sapcss bough,
The bramblcs rude, the rugged thorn,
Are pure and spotlcss now,
"Yc councillors Of earth" come FORTH
aye princes, who have gold"
Your diadcm, We kings, bring here,
The icwcl'd crowns yc hold;
Come, woman, in thy ornaments,
In all their costly sheen,
And let them be the lOveicst ones
Thatcver graccd IL queen!
This grass that's trOdlcn under foot,
This weed with branching arm
Thus glittering in the morning sun,
Hath fifty fold your charmes;
Then cast your bubbles vile away,
And dbcnd in solemn thought,
To HIM who hath this gorgeous scene
From storm and tempest wrousl
Yet this fair pageant soon must fade
Before the breath of noon,
And by the fiat from on high
Your breath shall fade as soon.
O,lay not worthless riches up
Which "moth and rust" assail,
But those which at the judgment day,
Through Christ will then ava
What though the sun so soon must melt
The frost works and its forms,
He speaks them into life again
Who rides amid the storms:
SO "in the twinkling of m eye"
At His last trumpet dread,
Our bodies fashioned gloriousIy,
Shall rise up from tie dead.
The sun goes up his destined way
How few do heed my calls!
In tears the "ision mrlts away,
The uhnselcss fabric" falls.
too could shcnd some tears alas!
That this sweet scene is pass
For scenes ns sweet, it brings to mind,
Which fled away rs fast!