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OF THE SUN'S RISING AND SETTING, RIGHT ASCENSION,
DECLINATION, AND EQUATION OF TIME.
Moon. Mercury. Venus. Mars. Jupiter. Saturn. Uranus.
Pollok’s “ Course of Time.”
The sun attains his greatest northern declination, (23° 27' 35",) and also enters Cancer at 29 minutes after 11 of the morning of the 21st. At this time is the midday of the north, and the midnight of the south pole, and during several rotations of the earth on its axis the whole of the arctic regions enjoys the presence of the sun, and the antarctic experiences the deepest gloom of the long and dreary night of winter On the verge of the arctic circle the sun, at midnight, conceals for a short space of time one half of his disc, and then reascends to pour forth a flood of splendor, over every
point of the horizon; and on the confines of the antarctic circle, the southern half of its orb, at noon, just emerges above the borizon, and leaves those regions to be illuminated by the bright scintillations of the stars in Argo Navis, Lupus, Crux, Columba, and their splendid companions which circle the southern pole, occasionally diversified with the corruscations of the Aurora Australis.
The following beautiful poem will not require an apology for its insertion in this place.
THE HYMN OF MEMMON'S LYRE. BY J. A. WADE, AUTHOR OF “ songs of the flowers,” ETC.
Fountain of living light to all,
Of melody to me,
Sun! thou great glory of the sky !
Full as thine ears may ring
That here for thee I sing !
It is Earth's music, but it thrills
For nothing earthly, Sun !
Alas! that e'er 'tis done.
I am all thine—the perfumed sighs
Of morning, mountain heath,
Send unto thee their breath !
Oh! it is sweet to hear them wake
And rouse each sleepy string;
At thy full rise they sing !
There are some tears upon my wires,
They are not the night dews; They are a melancholy lyre's, Jealous of those revolving fires
That hymn the spheral muse. Sun! do they love thee well as I ?
When thou art down the west, They gaily sparkle o'er the sky, Not when thy glorious face is nigh
Are they in beauty drest! How different here !—when thou art gone,
Cold tears and sighs are mine; With thy last look my joy is doneWith thy first smile my song's begun,
Its theme and music thine !
The night wind oft with tender sigh
Breathes on my heedless strings ;
Not one soft answer sings !
Across my dreaming breast,
And leaves him all unblest!
My Sun-god! love !-my hope ! my dream!
Why dost thou let the Moon
Usurping thy bright noon?
Froin my fond thoughts I often start,
And think her light is thine ;
And dreams for truth resign.
Oh! that I had the power to climb
O'er the high clouds to thee-
But endless melody!
To bring soft shadows round thy soul
With music's spell at even,
O'er the wide arch of heaven !
But no ! 'tis vain Aurora's child,
With his cold senseless grasp,
In thy more gentle clasp !
Farewell !-thou passest quickly on
To give dark regions light,
Come to me Tears and Night.
Phases of the Moon. First Quarter, 5th day at 59 min. after 2 afternoon. Full Moon, 13th ...... 44 ........7 morning. Last Quarter, 21st ...... 14 ........11 New Moon, 28th ...... 58 ........ 6