Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1879-12-25
CHRISTMAS SONG AMONGTHE
STARS.
By WILD 81 RID.

Spread swift the news. that all may know
Why floats along the hills
The Christmas anthem; and the lakes
Shall shout it with the riiis.
Until the seas and oceans swell
That wondrous song that thrills.
That song that tells how Jesus came
To humble Bethlehem.
Though angel-escorts sang His praise
Earth saw no diadem.
He came to seek the jewels lost
Each soul a priceless gem.
Yet when before the infan. Christ
The wondering magi knelt,
Could they have known His majesty
His power. Almighty. felt?
His power that brought forth Mazzaroth
And wrought +" 0rion's belt ?"
Look upward, upward, child of earth,
And let thy soal expand
See what that mighty Architect,
Has wrought with matchless hand
The rolling stars in orbits vast,
Like ships on Ocean grand
o. silver moon, Though centuries
Fave opened mines of lore,
How little, still, we know Of thee,
And seek for knowledge more;
And yearn TO see thy hidden disk
Where eye cannot explore.
Does little Mercury not have
The dainty wreaths Of frost?
Do roses never cheer its wales
With bloom about them tossed
What crowns its lofty mountains crest
High in the vapors lost
Who knows that all is sultry there
And parched with burning heat?
Could not the Maker cool those skies
And make the breezes sweet,
Till odors from thousand dells
In blending fragrance meet?
Who knows but gorgeous vapors hang
Like curtains soft betv cen,
From floods of light and heat intense
The little orb TO screen,
That may be gliding on It's path
In rich and fiowery sheen
And where the long, six weeks of night
Shut out the morning beam,
When shadow grows so chill and damp,
So wrapt in Silent dream,
May not the clouds cast feath'ry slow,
Or frost in starlight CLEAN
Saw not no Joyful homes are there
To cheer the valleys bright;
That no glad feet may ever climb
Those mountains dizzy height,
And none from thence behold the skies
The clear and starry night
Do glad eyes watch the twinkling orbs
In Venus or in Mars?
We look, but distance lies between
Like silent, azure bars
We cannot shout or throw a kiss
To children in the stars.
but if We could, this happy night,
We'd shout in chorus clear,
In tones so glad the pearly moon
Would smile in vapor near:
While still we'd sing IN gladdest notes,
lis joyful Christmas here"
With four fair moons glides Jupiter,
That vast and mighty world
Full thirteen hundred times as large
As ours. o strength unfurled
And what mighty hand is that
Such orbs on orbits hurled
Perchance they look towards US and say,
There on that tiny sphere
That glimmers in the evening sky,
IL l.
The Son of God poured out His blsod,
And died for rebels there"
Who knows? who dares the thought denv
And say there is one star
That has not heard of Jesus death,
In all the realms afar
Since even angels longing look
Through Mercy's gates aiar?
o when | view this heavenly dome
OF starry tapestries,
Where Strength and Wisdom Infinite
Shine out in mysteries,
Ny soul. indignant, cries, 80 fool,
To doubt Gods promises ~
Bright Saturn, with thy shining bands -
huU each u mystery
Eight lively moons reflect their light
Thy scenes to beautify,
And make the tufted v&pors bright
In thy deep, sapphire sky.
o pale Uranus, whose long path
Six virgin moons attend,
Shout glad to Neptune, far away,
Thy brother, and thy friend -
Tell rs; do pl nets roll beyond,
Whose songs together blend?
We think. o planets beautiful,
You date your birth with ours.
We think when Eve, in Eden bright,
Roamed through the shady bowers,
You, too, were counting one by one,
Your sunny, natal hours.
gorgeous sun the center bright
Round which the planets play,
Thy vesiure is as brilliant now
As when. in robes of Day,
God clothed thee in thy mantle pure,
And sent thee on thy way
Thy way ; THY WAY where does it lead
Where did the King of kings
Bid thee to guide this starry host
That spreads its tireless wings,
While everv orb and satellite
Each of His glory sings?
And dost thou ever. brilliant San,
Shou. to the comets nigh
Or hail the eighteen million suns
That light the Galaxy?
Or beckon TO the Pleiades
That sparkle in the sky?
Then tell them we now celebrate
The birth of Christ Aost High.
Where art thou going, glorious Sun
Where is the center bright
Round which thou movest silently
In thine unclouded might?
Thine only answer comes in smiles
And floods of golden light.
All web roll on: we know whose hand
Has made each CRIB to move.
We know who weighed and balanced them
In circIing paths above.
We know Him, and his glorious name
Is LOVE- EXCHANGING LOVE.
Like little children, here we wait,
Contented with our lot /;
For He who holds creations helm
viii let grief harm us not;
For nj yer one who trusts in Christ,
viii be by Him forgot.
1ari bault. MINI.
GILMAN, THE P0RGER.
. 10 Pardoned Ia Time 20 Attend hts Wifs's
Funersi-His wife's persistent Interviews
with the Governor at AIbany-Clsmen.y sf.
es her Death For What he was Sentenced.
William G. Gilman, the Pine street