THE LAST SONG OF THE SPHERES.
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"These tears, O my sister! are not those of longing To call back the lost from those voids dark and deep;These are but the tears of a holy remembrance, Remembrance Jehovah Himself bids us keep."
The shadows around us grew darker and deeper: Two beings approached us from o'er the dark way.While mighty and strange was the pow'r of their presence, I heard them in accents of deep sorrow say,—
"Guardian angel of this Pleiad,Of the heav'nly Alcyone,Center of the starry system,'Tis an hour of woe and wonder In the universe of God;For in yonder solar systemThere hath risen strange commotion;Two, of all, the brightest planets,Mighty ring-encircled Saturn,Jupiter with moons attended,Must forever quench their splendorIn the dark, chaotic deep."
The ether around us scarce ceased its vibrations, That thrilled with the sounds of celestials' deep woe,When came to us, veiled in a mantle of darkness, Another one, saying, in tones sad and low,—
