Night [pp. 467-468]

Southern literary messenger; devoted to every department of literature and the fine arts. / Volume 24, Issue 6

Thoughts by Night. THOU'GHTS BY NIGHT. have risen where towns had been; and lakes have sunk from sight, where once they laid'in silvery brightness. Below, all th ings change; even i f we do not look a t the fleeting works of man, who makes a kaleidoscope of earth,-but above, as ages have seen, ages shall see them, till the voice'twixt heaven and earth shall bid them, as a scroll, to roll away. Yes, we may indeed learn from the wide-spread book of heaven, illuminated by God him self, for " night unto night showeth know. ledge." Cicero has well said, "an astronomer must of necessity be either a believer in a God, or a madman." Did we all learn of these shining examples, how calmly, how orderly and how efficiently w6uld we run our own course of duty, and earth might again present a scene as fair as that on which the morning stars looked down, and "sang together." We see no clashing there of wills, interests or du ties; no delay, no hurrying or unwise ex ertion; no interference or unbecoming ac tion, —each knows its own place, and gives forth unstinting and steadily its full measure of light, not jealously cavil ling, that "1one star differeth from anoth er in glory." Does one think he could fill another, a wider sphere, better than that in which he has been placed? Let him look up to the smallest, feeblest orb visible to the naked eye, and watch it, keeping steadily its own, well ordered place, and there, shining its brightestknowing it can only reflect what it receives —and would be worse than unwise, to quit its proper orbit or cease revolving there. ]Does another think no light has been vouchsafed to him; therefore he is accountable for none-to "shine before the world?" Let him remember the telescopic view shows many a star unseen by the natural, unassisted vision, but each doing still faithfully its share, small though it be, of the great Master's work,even so, let him discern the truth, with "faith's illumined eye," that God has made nothing'for nothing or unaccount_ able, —but will require some return for even the feeblest ray divine, which has N I GcH T! Grand, glorious, beautiful night! What solemn hush, what impres sive stillness, as though Earth held her breath, listening for her Maker's voice, as of old she heard it, ere her echoes had caught a curse of sin, or a wail of sor row:-As though the Universe itself were one great temple, and this the hour for all nature's worship. The stars hang aloft, and light it well; the flowers wave their incense in the air, while the many toned winds give forth their grand diapa sons, in anthems of praise, to him at whose call they sweep o'er lands and seas. At such an hour, there needs no church going bell to entreat the heart to pray; for who has not felt, as though an angel's voice proclaimed, "The Lord is in his holy temple, let all the earth keep silence before him!" IHow eloquent is the preaching of those quiet, silent stars, and how many l'essons of deep wisdom may we learn from their unvarying, un faltering course. We may not find in them a horoscope for others, but we may learn so to forecast and order our own actions, as to gain a clear assurance of their end and final consummation." Obedient ever, they pursue their own appointed way-" unresting, unhasting" —oniward ever, What thoughtful mind can dwell upon the starry firmament on high, and catch even a faint understanding of its complex arrangement, without a wondering recollection of the omniscience which marked out each luminous orbit, gave the mighty machinery its first impetus, and through countless ages, has kept it ever moving, and ever "good," as it was pronounced at first. What a sublime impression of stability, duration, they, above all created things, inspire. Old Ocean forsakes its bounds, leaving its hidden beauties, its coral reefs and caves, and sounding shells, trophies to the land. Mountains burst their heated bosoms and leave a void crater, where their veined hearts had been; earthquakes rend the shuddering world and engulph, swallow up, in their yawning abysses, the solid ground and breathing, citied space. Seas 1857.] 46

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