The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-12-25

That voice. float across the river ia y
winch flows between us and the shaoo"y y
The voice was of a brother, who had gone :,
Not long before down through the silent nood -
nd his the catch OF song. In after years q
A sister went across; and oft ana oU "
dc felt her gentle hand upon ms DroW;
A nd when he slept unfaillugly sne came n
nd led him through q blissful vision lano' (
IT'S thus we know y
mi Off return to ,Othe our aching hearts; a
But as the days go by they S oaTpggy obbhls
And faint and FAINTER come TO as tneir ca Is :
Less frequent their return IN HAPPY orets 4,
Until they come no more. And as we ptuse, !
listening i0tent, we oGly hear the lnf0os
OF our own yearniDg hearts. so We toli Oh
With weary feet to overtake thelf night {
ocome the day
When every bond shall broken be, and when
On level zure spirit wings we cletSe
Thai aIr serene, and flash with glad surprise
ITpon them as they rest IN some sweet Nale
That nestles in the purple Nils al"r'
Where is that land:
Mem peer into the soundless depths OF space:
No heaven is tnere, but only white hot suns
rhot rosh and blaze along their Orbits vast
To destinies beyond the ken OF man.
What are those Orbs but burning m oIosen oor
And molten clay, mere dust IKE our pour
That shines in the tempestuous heat Of fires
AS he has quenched the glow on many
hearth. -, - ,,,,st
NO heaven Is tnere' lor al muse ~
And ali the worlds that they irradiate must
I,aatS reiipns far as the sounding lines of light
Can reach in the infinite universe
Where is that landT
Its light will not obey
The CRYSTAL lamentations which we weave
To hiring in swift obedience to our call
The starry wanderers in the blue aoysIn.
Its ringing melodies each morning strike
m aV,AN nT "a
Its evening zephyrs fan our lifted brows,
And vet we feel them not. Its emerald NUS
Hang low and soft in our sweet summer skiSs,
But how shall nerves OF clay tnrlh 10 'ho
OF light and sound whose harmony God made
To soothe and charm His own oeiestiai none'
Ahno No more
Than dwelersin the Tayless depths proiouno'
or flowers or bird song, rainbows, prospects
Or any glory of this blithesome world.
Ills thus the dream
or wide eyed boyhood gazing at the stars,
That shone down through the swayiDg maple
Is still unfinished, and must ever be
Tin we awake 10 sleep and dream no more.
And then he gazed upon the silent moon
AS she looked down with such strange pen
rnon me eloudships sailing through the blue,
And wondered what her peaceful dreams Coulu
Nor knew that she had died long Jlong ago,
And this was but her spirit pale and cod
Reigning in at.y beauty UP tpo IN fsr distant
When lie and love and time himself were
And When She swung a blooming bridal world
Around her ardent lover, ruddy EafJn,
In t6oss far happy days of youthful JOY
Her zones were circi ng scaTfs OF tol ests greer
Embossed with lakes and mountains tipped
Her hair Wa the aurora streaming free
Beneath her splendid coronal OF ice
Aud flowing downward 10 her snowy leet
Which mid their whiteness in her southern
seas.
And as she came
In her unconscious beauty from the east
Earth lifted high ms fOany arms anu IAN
Would clasp her To his throboing heart OF nre
Rushing with all his tides, Ringing new rooe'
OF phosph crescent glory Ger has seas,
Refectiu, back her mes engers Oh nSnt
From fiashIng glaciers, foes and snowy plains
Dashing his crystal d gers DER his harp
OF coral reefs, and rocks, and cIlny snoies;
AND midst the sobs and signs ana solemn
OF his deep, passionate, majestic song
Came that strange melody, that undsrtone,
Which men now call the music OF the sea,
And which is but dim remembered strain
OF Earth's sweet serenades OF OLD
Thus yout tn ful dreams
Are but the rosy mist in which all things
Take on the hues OF 10ve; all melodies
Heard over land or sea are but her songs.
The moon sank down beneath the silent hill
And an the dark ravines and Swallowed vale
with rising floods Of night overnowed tn
Hiding The hills beneath their waveless pail
silence herself sank down in ORGANIZES siee
While the sweet drippings Oh the oieeuin
Slid noiselessly on dropping icicles.
There lay In that dim woods Of maple trees
marrow vista opening 10 the east
Through wnicn the summit of a wooded NIL
seen Oy any FAR on out above Nov is cTes
Level and bright and swift as Ariel's wing,
Eclipsed anon, and then above the NIL
Arose magnificent the morning s'ari
The blue bird, avsnt courier OF spring,
though seP,ng r. ; sbe Seathery ssuSSie eid
HIS plum mate nesting closely at his side,
LAfed his create d head OF penciled brown
And WOKE her with little cry OF JOY.
And still the eloriou. star arose and moved
With stately splendoy mid the galaxies
And Morning followed, up the glowi
TWAS eysp To us beneath darkened sky
Hope waved her rosy banners Ger me worlo
When that same morning star respienoe
over the sis.ping Babe Of Bethlehem.
Strange scene OF oldi
Above were meteor anges STOPPING down
SWitter man nbeaIns all the air was swee
With their glf,d songs; their jurisdictions I
Upon the hearts Of men like gentle rain;
OF ali cod unfverse His head diviue
Law softly on HIS Virgin Mothers breast,
Which thrilled With wonder, love and TIN
Joy.
Thus Motherhood Necame the tie Tblcn oou
Man TO his God; and tn us Ihat eetest nal
That earliest ais the artless lips OF babes,
Became a name of hottest saDctity
Fit for the matchless elOquence ~ heaven.
A sWeeter name no bard of Paradise
Can ever weave into hi songs OF love
Or match to silver strings on nSrpS oil gold.
Thus Wou an rose above the thrail ana DOT
Which man, depraved, had forged Tor I'm
and heart.
And soul, ano intellect, and influences
To nobler dignity than man shall ever Kns
But 10, the sans edge cuts the eastern sky;
He shoots mis- sharp white Jayeitns OF hgH
From out toe forest on the distant hlli, .
Which striking, break and dy In sparkN
Fyop IN the Furnished scales of m ailing 4
Which guard each twig and blade OF NE