FOR THE LrTcHFTELD ENQUIRER. TWILIGHT.
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Twilight upon the hiIls-The sun hath pass'd On to his couch of ocean; and the night, Sandald with silver, cometh silently Over the mountains. The young flowers have closet Their leaves to sumber, and the joyous birds. With low warble, settle to their nests In the green branches; and away in heaven, Like the wing'd spirits of purer air. The uncounted stars are resting from their flight.

 Come to the woodlands now-it is haunt Might witch fay to slumber! Gentle sounds Of leaf and stream come minging pleasantly To the charmd senses, and the flowers send out Their perfume on the air. The pine trees bend So dreamly above us, and the stream That carols at our feet hath caught tone Of gentleness- is so good to cast Cares letter from the thought when Natures voice Whispers her children, and unfold the heart In the dim woods till evenings alchymy Hath made it's dark and troubled fountains pure!

 Rest on this messy bank. Thy brow is pale With thought there is medicine in this air For the minds fever, and thy pulse will grow Calm in it's spells unconsciously. How full Of music are Nights voices, sending up Their hymn-notes reverently! The evening wind Comes on its perfnmed pinions, and the flowers Wake to it's fairy whisper, and the woods Utter their mighty anthem at it's touch, Like vast organ of unnumber'd stops, Play'd by fay capriciously. How based On nature were the creeds of ancient men, Making each wood temple, and the tone Of every leaf spirits minstrelsy!

 The stars are all in heaven. How gloriously Those crown'd ones of eternity go forth In their bright circles liar above the blight Of the earsh's ceaseess changes, their pure brows Set with the dazzling jewelry of heaven May grow not dim for ever, lifting up Their voices to His praise who girded them For their bright journeyings, in hymn as sweet As in their birthday beauty, when for joy They "sang together.' Oh! for wings to soar Up through yon radiant Armament, and list Their giant Halelujah! to unbend The spirit in their fellowship, and learn The secret of their glory !-How the heart Sighs for its better portion when the Night Is beautiful!-it were so good to die Thus with Earth's letter loosend, and the sum Of all life's dazzling wealth of gems and gold Outbought by the vast treasure of the skies. Canajoharie, W. Y. SEDLEY.