That earth confessed such beauty-to abide But tho' less genial prove our western clime, Once more we bid thee welcome to our shores, Again we haunt thy courts, throng round thy shrine, Oft when the wint'ry storms shall hurtle round, While "breathing thoughts and burning words" enthral,Regardless of the cold world's sordid strife, And all the hollow mimicries of life Where vainer actors idler pageants play, And wear their masks in the broad eye of day. Oft shall young beauty to this shrine repair, In varying strains of triumph or of woe Now decked in smiles, and now her brow o'er fraught With the pale cast of melancholy thought. Far thro' the twilight vistas of the past, Where gathering years their cloudy mantles cast, Each old romantic region hath she traced, And caused them for a night on earth to roam, And now she comes with all her shadowy train Such themes new vigor to the heart supply, Whether in gorgeous drapery she is seen, Bids beauty's tears like molten diamonds glow- Taking all shapes to furnish new delight, Forever changing, yet forever true To one fond aim-approving smiles from you. IMPOSSIBILITY OF ATHEISM. BY THE REV. CHARLES T. BROOKS. MEN have, in all ages and regions of the world, felt the great truth that "The awful shadow of some unseen power Floats though unseen among us." " And one who will study with a penetrating eye the heathen mythology and mysteries, will find clear traces of a belief in one God of gods running through all,-will find reason to say of heathen antiquity in general, what was so beautifully said in regard to the idolatry of Greece "And yet triumphant o'er this pompous show On every side encountered a Spirit hang The ancient heathen, though he knew not what he worshipped, did in reality dimly adore one Divinity He adored, indeed, in name and form, gods of the winds, the woods, and the waters, but it was the one, eternal, almighty, and all pervading spirit or power, which gave life and motion to the wind, the forest and the river, that he felt and reverenced. And we may discern amidst the strange and monstrous creations of the ancient heathen mythology— amidst the strong workings of the heathen mind, a tendency and an effort to make intelligible to the understanding that truth of the being of one supreme power, which has always dwelt and will always dwell in the heart and conscience of man. They bowed down, indeed, to the images of many gods, but there was a Father of gods, as well as of men, as certain of their own poets said. And more than this, there were the mysterious and inexorable Fates to whose eternal decrees gods as well as men were subject. The self-styled or self-fancied Atheist, though in his zeal against certain ideas of God that have darkened and degraded the human soul, he may sometimes be hurried so far as to seem to himself, as well as others, to deny Divine Providence itself, cannot in the wildest wanderings of his spirit, fly from himself and therefore cannot escape from the presence of the Being who made him, who dwells within his body as in a temple, and num |