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VOLURA'S VISION.
Yet through those spaces comes no glimm'ring rayTo tell us of the planet thou call'st Earth."Then such a sense of deep humilitySank o'er Volura's soul, it seemed as thoughA shade of sadness o'er her spirit crept;But when the angel down upon her gazed,With beaming eyes and Heav'n-illumined smile,Such sweet and holy rapture thrilled her soul,The sadness passed, she too looked up and smiled.
As on through space they winged their silent way,Uranus in the distance they descried.Still onward they with their swift motion passed,The Solar System leaving far behind;The planetary orbs to view were lost;The Sun itself now seemed a twinkling star.
Through spaces then immeasurably vastThey soared to regions called the Milky Way,—When, oh! what scenes of grandeur on them burst!The light was streaming from ten thousand suns,And suns round suns in harmony revolved,And some a white or bluish luster castOn other suns of green or crimson hue,And with contrasted light illumed the worldsWhich round those mighty suns for centers rolled.Not then Volura nor the angel spoke,
