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Should they wander astray from the dwelling of
hearts, The beautiful lesson the ocean imparts; Then pearl-shell and coral sweet wisdom shall
teach, As their merry young feet ramble over the beach. This boon, gentle Priestess, is all that I ask
So I'll hie me away to my every-day task. PRIESTESS. Tarry awhile, gentle Oceana. Stand around the altar, with thy sisters, and wait till after the other messengers have returned. Then will I grant the boon. Behold, one cometh now. Welcome, fair Chrysoline! ChrysoLINE. Thou didst send me forth for beauty,
And I wandered long and far;
For the beautiful things
Of my realm have wings,
Not one could I see,
Save the sweet little bee,
Flying off with the dew on his lips. PRIESTESS. It is well, Chrysoline. Let the beautiful things of thy realm go free. Suffer them to enjoy life, happiness, and employment. Nevertheless thou shalt not lose thy reward. What wilt thou ask? CHRYSOLISE. I will ask that the butterfly's beauty,
And the skill of the brown buzzing bee,
No less than the shells
So bright on thine altar to-night;
In fragrance, in beauty, and light.
AERIA. Oh, beautiful songs have I heard to-day
From the larks that stood on the budding spray;
Is made by the love of the guardian King! PRIESTESS. It is a holy request, Aeria. Go, join thy sisters at the altar. And here come two other ministers of the beautiful,- Meteora and Celestia. Have ye brought offerings for my shrine? METEORA. I saw a rainbow in the sky, CELESTIA. And I a starMETEORA. I saw a radiant cloud float by,
Like some bright, air-borne carCELESTIA. I saw sweet Venus far away
O'er a wild mountain-METEORA. And I a rainbow in the spray
Of a clear sunny fountain.
Of glories in that upper sea,
That men may love the pure and bright,
And trace out beauty in the night.
In earth, or sea, or star-gemmed sky,
The movements of the human soul. PRIESTESS. Psyche, thou art right. Here upon my altar lie three gifts,-beautiful, pure, but without life. All that is spiritual disdains to be brought down to an earthly shrine. But a messenger cometh, who will tell what alone of thee ia truly beautiful. Listen to Christina. CHRISTINA. Priestess, I wandered at thy will,
To seek in earth and air,
Most lovely and most fair.
I saw the stars and clouds,
That came and went in crowds.
A soul with gems impearled,
In all this glorious world.
Without this radiant guest:
It is the light, the joy, the peace,
Of every human breast.
This beauteous thing may be?
Named early Piety.
May I this offering bring;
To heaven's eternal King. PRIESTESS. Thou hast spoken truth, Christina. To God belongeth the purest thing of his great universe. And since some boon is merited by thee, for the wisdom of thy choice, I will give thee a ministry over human souls, to work upon them, by the spell of this beautiful thing which thou hast chosen, the gifts which have been desired of me by the sisters who surround the altar. Through the influence of piety they shall see beauty and purity in the flowers and gems, in the insects and birds, in the sea and in the sky, and all around and abroad in the glorious universe; and the purest offerings of every heart shall be brought to the holy altar of the living God.
HEAVENLY FOUNDATIONS-ORRIE M. GAYLORD.
“And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; tho third, a chalcedony; the fourth, an emerald; the fifth, sardonyx; the sixth, sardius; the seventh, chrysolito; the eighth, beryl; the ninth, a topaz; the tenth, a chrysoprasus; the eleventh, a jacinth; the twelfth, an amethyst."Rev. xxi: 19, 20. Sister QUEEN.
City of God, oh, how bright and how fair
Their language receive, and translate it aright,
Our weary feet tread, toward those portals of day.
Methinks the Jasper—first in sight,
Works out His purpose to the end.
The second gem's cerulean hue,
But loving heaven's own hue the best.
The stone that next we see,
To us, humility?
Oh, yes, such let it be;
None but the contrite heart
Can in that blood have part
Mildly the emerald gleams,