Daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1865, 1865-03-27

which at best then, can only stragRIe
through in broken way--so that We 20
for years near sighted and almOst bliud 70
the world which was once al onr, oVn;5in
which alone We lived and moved and b Id
all of our being. We. have strayed Ss.taE
from it as rom our childhood -thbse old
Springs end our ehiidhood lie q way back
in the past, side side, neither, vi think,
70 be resurreGted again forever. Bat, rit
after going many times the wsEFyI round
Of seasons, Gust asRe1 did in the childish
''compcsittous,, II We come back to sprioe
again, islit not because We have in some
sense HPecoms sas little shiIdrenPi And
dc We not find ourselves, after hasiag.
walked through iipaths so dark and tau
gted" as almost to have lost UursWky am
the wilderness Of this world. n = eoniPs out
ct last into the fr sunshine, just to feel
its warmth and 5sss, ,ouIysto Know
that the "skies aEg clear aud grass z L &
growing" and to bS happy because! of al
this material world ssss the child wasIonce2
We have seen the ola man whose head was
dropping gently beneath the winter SHOWS
which had fallen upon it, walking to and
fro in this early Spring sunshine, rejoicing
in it, warming his heart anew in Gods
blessed gift, the emblem of His love. he
had come .hither Though long years oftOil
and struggle, rewarded by agreat and de-
served fame, but tHs. toll, the sorrow, .thet !
triumph were all past, and forgotten now
with him--ths world remembers 1t, but he
had even forgotten how much he had once
been to the world. The sunshine, and
green fields, and the singingof birds were
still new to him; these, of all things he had,
known had not Wsxed old or were fotgot-
ten, or oesssd to bringiwith esrh return of
Spring, theiold chiIdliks delightlin them.
Milton, old and blind, gently mouFns that
the ''season's return" is hid from him! and
''not to me returns" "the sight of avdrnal
bloom or summer rose' or "t6e sweet ap-
psoach of morn. or aeven"is mourued first,
before even t"the human a face divine"
Tassoi in the midst of his beWiIdered
sorrow, looks ont upon the face of Nature,
aud with the loving heart of the poet,l
(who, with the child, ''sees all things now)'
exclatms, "0h my soul, Why art thou sad 2
Does not the sun still shine2 Are not the
skies bluel's ~ And when Solomon had .ex[
hausted life in every form, and found it
only "vanity Of yAntties,n he does. not
cease to sing in glad, sweet, simple words,
the return of Spfing. ''For 10, the winter
is past, the rain q over and gone. The
hoWers sppear on the earth, the time of
the singing. Of birds Is come, and the voice
of the turtle is heard in. the land" And
now that Spring has come back to us once
more, let ma go out with the poets and the
children and the birds, and rejoice in it
rejoice in all that We can see aud hear and
touch in this beautiful material world
which God has given Us as our frst, ear
liest lesson of His love, to be learned with
the heart Of child, whether lin youth or
in age, The siskly mind or the aftifcial
heart does not learn lessons from small,
common things, which it despises as com
mon and small,-and Spring is like Love
a common, oft.rePeated, welF.worn story,
yet ever renewing its youth, it's freshness,
it's beauty. Gladdened and cheered with
sunshine and with hope, they are twin
emblems of that Life which shall be
clothed with immortal youth.