An October Sunrise
时间：2011-08-11 07:19:05
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I was up the next morning before the October sunrise, and away though the wild and the woodland. The rising of the sun was noble in the cold and warmth of it; peeping down the spread of light, he raised his shoulder heavily over the edge of grey mountain and wavering length of upland. Beneath his gaze the dew-fogs dipped, and crept to the hollow places; then stole away in line and column, holding skirts, and clinging subtly at the sheltering corners where rock hung over grassland1, while the brave lines of the hills came forth2, one beyond other gliding3.
The woods arose in folds, like drapery of
awakened4 mountains, stately with a depth of
awe5, and memory of the tempests. Autumn's
mellow6 hand was upon them, as they owned already, touched with gold and red and olive, and their joy towards the sun was less to a bridegroom than a father.
Yet before the floating impress of the woods could clear itself, suddenly the gladsome light leaped over hill and valley, casting
amber7, blue, and purple, and a
tint8 of rich red rose; according to the scene they lit on, and the curtain flung around; yet all alike
dispelling9 fear and the cloven
hoof10 of darkness, all on the wings of hope advancing, and proclaiming, "God is here!" then life and joy sprang
reassured11 from every
crouching12 hollow; every flower, and bud and bird had a fluttering sense of them; and all the flashing of God's gaze
merged13 into soft beneficence.
So, perhaps, shall break upon us that eternal morning, when crag and
chasm14 shall be no more, neither hill and valley, nor great unvintaged ocean; but all things shall arise, and shine in the light of the Father's
countenance15, because itself is risen.
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