Spirit of the age., 1863-10-26


roll back the curtains of darkness
hat enyeloped the earth One by
one did the breath of the angels ex-
tinguish the star-lamps of Heaven !
And as the sun flung back the gor-
geons clouds that had yelled his rising
bruw, and sprang up on his fiery
course, as steed springeth to the I
battle, while the light of his counte-
nance, like the eye of fond mother
beamed tenderly upon the infant earth
he cherished the "hosts thereof"
yelled and bowed themselves at the
near approach of their Creator and
their God
Standing beneath the branches of a
spreading pomegranate tree, whose
flower and fruit the morning breeze
scattered promiscuously at his feet, was
the Father of the human race. His
refulgent brow, unsulied by the touch
Of care or years, flashed back the first
beams of the rising sun as from a pol
ished mirror. His joyous eyes glanced
for a moment on the palm trees stem,
rugged and dark then rested on its
crown of bright green leaves, that in
the morning ray flashed like an orient
gem--the over fragrant shrub and
bcauteous flower, until it settled down
upon the form Of the light serpent
nesting at his feet. Their glances
met-aud Adam stopped and laid his
hand gently upon its princely crest,
,smoothed down its scales of crimson,
green and gold folded its brilliant
wings and closed its eyes-then like
an infant wearied with its toy, he turn
ed to playing with the lions name and
sleeping leopard's spots. His eyes be-
held the beautiful earth |! His ears
drank in the harmony of nature, till
his heart could hold no longer, his
moving lips poured forth a gush of joy
Gus melody, wild, deep, and thrilling
as harp strings chord swept by an
angels hand.
Lured by the winning music of his
voice, fair hand parted the twining
boughs of the myrtle, and bright
form sprang timid to bis side. He
stopped and gazed on this strange Wis
itor. 1t was no angel, for it was toe
fair-nor an arch angel, for it had NJ
wings-nor cherub, for it wore NJ
sparkling crown-nor seraphim, fo
they are ever yelled, and this wa
not, save by its purity. The form wa
human, yet divinely so-upon its broy
there dwelt, as on his own, the radi.
ance of Heaven. 1t had an eye who's
glance dissolved his soul within its l
quid depths-a lip, whose sigh wa
dearer than the breath that fans th
Throne-a voice, whose words wer
richer than the incense,laden wind, an
like the tones he heard at eventide,
would not, could not, dared not dist
bey.
He led her forth beneath the lime
trees shade and through the citro
groves. He twined the myrtle ar
the orange bough, and wreathed the
with the thornless rose that grew Oh
in Paradise, to deck her brow;
plucked the richest clusters of the graz
and laid them at her feet; he wip'
the down from the fair cheek of tt
nectarine, released the golden plahta
from its rind, and brought the luseio
fig tat she might eat, No vince
sparkled there; but clear spring su
piled them with water, and a bunch
tall, white lilies, a sweet drinking CT
, Suddenly the place was filed W
: melody A thousand golden hal
!, rang soft yet clear thousand voi'
/ joined in raising high the gatheri
song of Heaven! !! Ambrosial a
. swept through the garden, and
4 swaying boug chs gave back a deep !
g sponse The joyful gush of fountai
r as they leaped up in their play, chin
9 gayly in with the wood-robin's song
n welcome and of Peace!
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f 1t was the morn of Earth's prime
n Sabbath and the "Hosts" of
: great uncreated gathered here to c'
', secrate His last and noblest work,
n his own holy use. Between the I
1t of Knowledge and of Life"
70 "Great White Throne" was fixed.