sparkle like so many gems in the beams of the rising sun! Then it is, that in the language of one of our illustrious poets

“ Along the blushing borders, bright with dew,

And in yon mingled wilderness of flowers,
Fair-handed Spring unbosoms every grace;
Throws out the snow-drop and the crocus first;
The daisy, primrose, violet darkly blue,
And polyanthus of unnumber'd dyes ;
And yellow wall-flower, stain’d with iron brown ;
And lavish stock, that scents the garden round :
From the soft wing of vernal breezes shed,
Anemonies, auriculas, enrich'd
With shining meal o'er all their velvet leaves :
And full ranunculus, of glowing red.
Then comes the tulip-race, where auty plays
Her idle freaks : from family diffused
To family, as flies the father-dust,
The varied colours run; and while they break
On the charm'd eye, th' exulting florist marks
With secret pride the wonders of his hand.
No gradual bloom is wanting ; from the bud,
First-born of Spring, to Summer's musky tribes ;
Nor hyacinths, of purest virgin white,
Low bent, and blushing inward : nor jonquils
Of potent fragrance; nor Narcissus fair,
As o'er the fabled fountain hanging still ;
Nor broad carnations, nor gay-spotted pinks;
Nor, shower'd from every bush, the damask rose.
Infinite numbers, delicacies, smells,
With hues on hues, expression cannot paint,
The breath of nature, and her endless bloom.”

Introduced into such a scene, we feel as if all things had become new,-as if we were placed in the midst of some new creation, - or as if, by some supernatural process, a new and different crust had been suddenly induced on the earth, pregnant with every species of life, and every variety of beauty; and that it could not possibly be, that the dark and desolate waste on which we so recently looked, could have any connection with this new aspect of things, or could have at all contributed to produce this universal garden of buds and blossoms, flowers and fruits.

To us there is nothing earthly more delightful than to walk into the field of nature on a morning in spring, when the sun is

just hanging his golden fringes on the horizon, and the dew-drops are suspended like so many pearls from every object, and millions of happy insects swarm the air, and the woods echo with the music of the birds ; - when the lark, “ that messenger of morn," “ lifts his shrill voice,” and awakens the thrush and the woodlark with their length of notes, the blackbird and the responding bullfinch, and “innumerous songsters," to aid the full concert, and fill the air with their universal song of rapture. And our pleasure is still heightened as we inhale the balmy sweetness and fragrance, truly aromatic, which pervade and impregnate the very atmosphere around. It is indeed as if heaven and earth were not only glad at heart, but also as if they vied to raise our very being, and compose our souls into a serener state. It is for man, as the poet has told us in strains of exquisite beauty, that “ the roving spirit of the wind blows spring abroad;" it is for man that “the teeming clouds descend in gladsome plenty o'er the world," and that “the sun sheds his kindest rays.

In these green days
Reviving Sickness lifts her languid head;
Life flows afresh; and young-eyed-Health exalts
The whole creation round. Contentment walks
The sunny glade, and feels an inward bliss
Spring o'er her heart, beyond the power kings
To purchase. Pure serenity apace
Induces thought, and contemplation still,
By swift degrees the love of nature works,
And warms the bosom; till at last sublimed
To rapture and enthusiastic heat
We feel the present Deity, and taste

The joy of God to see a happy world !" Yes ! and we pity the man who can live and move amid such scenes of wonder and loveliness, in a world so happy, on an earth so glad at heart, and yet be a stranger to these high emotions,-whose mind perceives not the footsteps of Deity, and whose heart does not muse praise,—who rests content with what he views,-admires the scene, but adores not its Author. Nor can it be denied, that in failing to follow “nature up to nature's God,” he loses infinitely more than what he enjoys in his highest feelings of mere admiration. It is the mind that has been touched from heaven, that discerns in all things

“A ray of heavenly light, gilding all forms,” and, in the knowledge and love of God, not only tastes his works, but made pure in its last recesses, relishes with divine delight whatever opens upon the view. Such a mind not only looks abroad into the varied field of nature, but dwells on the great SOURCE of all; the thoughts climb up to that essential ONE, of whom are all things,-and to Him, as most worthy, offer the deepest homage of the soul.

And surely if there be any period in the life of man, when the mind and the heart should be more engaged with the beauties of nature, and of the God of nature, it is in youth. It is itself “the spring of life, and by this will be determined the glory of summer, the abundance of autumn, the provision of winter.' Whatever other embellishments may be possessed, the crowning excellence is that virtue which arises from the illumination and transforming influence of holy principle. It is religion which adorns the man; and it is this which truly refines his taste, as well for all that is beautiful in nature, as all that is sacred and sublime in revelation,--for all that is lovely on earth, and all that is glorious in heaven. We would have our young readers especially to be students of nature; to make themselves intimately acquainted with every object by which they are surrounded; but also to remember that nature is only a name for an effect, whose cause is God; and that in their studies and pursuits, to come short of the great originating, and sustaining, and perpetuating Cause of all, is to divest nature of its chief loveliness, and to sacrifice that exquisite relish which is enjoyed in purity of heart, and for the absence or the loss of which nothing can compensate.

If the great law which the Creator has impressed on every part of the material universe be—“NOT FOR ITSELF BUT FOR OTHERS;” and if it be for man that this scene of wonder and beauty is now spread out before him, then it becomes man to consider, that as a rational and intelligent being, he has not been called into existence for no end :- that placed as he is here, he sustains certain relations to God and men, out of which relations arise duties and responsibilities from which no power can release him; and that if all nature fulfils the design of her creation, it is for him to answer the end for which he was made. Nor can we conceive of any object more lovely or attractive on earth, than a

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youth early devoted to God,-a youth, who is consecrating to his Creator the first-born of his days, and the first-fruits of his affections. “The buds and blossoms of early genius have in them a most captivating beauty. But there are buds and blossoms more lovely still,—the buds and blossoms of early piety. And when the two are found together, when they germinate, and expand, and ripen on the same plant, it is a sight for angels to admire.”

At this happy season, moreover, when the flowers are putting on anew their sunny robes, and all nature seems to live again, we are powerfully reminded of that future day, when

“ The storms of wintry time will all be past,

And one unbounded Spring encircle all;"

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when the ashes of every urn shall be revived,—when the dead shall be raised, when the bodies of the righteous, which were sown in corruption, shall be raised in incorruption,—which were sown natural bodies, shall be raised spiritual bodies ;—when they shall put on incorruption and immortality, and the saying be brought to pass, “ Death is swallowed up in victory.” surrection, like the returning spring, will bring all to life again ; and when raised, and clothed with the beauties of immortality, the emancipated and ransomed myriads shall at once be introduced

6. To scenes where love and bliss immortal reign;" and where, through all the perpetuity of their being, they will be surrounded with beauties which shall never wither, be enraptured with sounds of sweetest music, look forth on a scene over which no shade has ever rested, bask beneath a sun on which no spot has ever been discovered, luxuriate amid pleasures which shall never cloy, and be satisfied with joys unmingled and everlasting!

“There everlasting spring abides,

And never-withering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heavenly land from ours.

Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,

Stand dress'd in living green;
So to the Jews o!d Canaan stood,

While Jordan rolled between.

Could we but climb where Moses stood,

And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.


[Taken from Dr. Dick's Celestial Scenery.]

“ We are necessarily led to conceive of the earth as a body, placed, as it were, in the midst of intinite space, and surrounded in every direction, above, below, on the right hand, and on the left, with the luminaries of heaven, which display their radiance from every quarter, at immeasurable distances ; and that its annual and diurnal motions account for all the movements which appear in the celestial sphere. Hence it is a necessary conclusion, that we are surrounded at all times with a host of stars, in the day-time as well as in the night, although they are then imperceptible. The reason why they are invisible during the day, is obviously owing to their fainter light being overpowered by the more vivid splendour of the sun, and the reflective power of the atmosphere. But although they are then imperceptible to the unassisted eye, they can be distinctly perceived, not only in the mornings and evenings, but even at noon day, while the sun is shining bright, by means of telescopes adapted to an equatorial motion ; and in this

way, almost every star visible to the naked eye at night can be pointed out, even amidst the effulgence of day, when it is within the boundary of our hemisphere. When the stars which appear in our sky at night, have in consequence of the rotation of the earth, passed from our view, in about twelve hours afterwards they will make their appearance nearly in the same manner to those who live on the opposite side of the globe ; and when they have cheered the inhabitants of those places with their radiance, they will again return to adorn our nocturnal sky.

“ On the whole, the starry heavens present, even to the vulgar eye, a scene of grandeur and magnificence. We know not the particular destination of each of those luminous globes which emit their radiance to us from afar, or the specific ends it is intended to subserve in the station which it occupies, though we cannot doubt that all of them answer purposes in the Creator's plan, worthy of his perfections and of their magnitude and grandeur ; but we are certain that they have, at least, a remote relation to man, as well as to other beings far removed from us, in the decorations they throw around his earthly mansion. They serve as a glorious ceiling to his habitation. Like so many thousand sparkling lustres, they are hung up in the magnificent canopy which covers his abode. He perceives them shining and glittering on every hand, and the dark azure which surrounds them contributes to augment their splendour. The variety of lustre which appears in every star, from those of the sixth magnitude to those of the first, and the multifarious figures of the different constellations, present a scene as diversified as it is brilliant. What are all the deco

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