upon the world of divine beauty;
and that the pain might depart, they grew rebellious in the Master's
peace, and descending to earth the angelic lights were crucified in men.
They left so radiant worlds, such a light of beauty, for earth's gray
twilight filled with tears, that through this elemental life might
breathe the starry music brought from Him. If the "Fore-seer" be a true
name for the Titan, it follows that in the host which he represents
was a light which well foreknew all the dark paths of its journey;
foreseeing the bitter struggle with a hostile nature, but foreseeing
perhaps a gain, a distant glory o'er the hills of sorrow, and that
chaos, divine and transformed, with only gentle breathing, lit up by
the Christ-soul of the universe. There is a transforming power in the
thought itself: we can no longer condemn the fallen, they who laid aside
their thrones of ancient power, their spirit ecstasy and beauty on
such a mission. Perhaps those who sank lowest did so to raise a
greater burden, and of these most fallen it may in the hour of their
resurrection be said, "The last shall be first."

So, placing side by side the head of the outcast with the head of
Christ, it has this equal beauty--with as bright a glory it sped from
the Father in ages past on its redeeming labor. Of his present darkness
what shall we say? "He is altogether dead in sin?" Nay, rather with
tenderness forbear, and think the foreseeing spirit has taken its own
dread path to mastery; that that which foresaw the sorrow foresaw also
beyond it a greater joy and a mightier existence, when it would rise
again in a new robe, woven out of the treasure hidden in the deep of its
submergence, and shine at last like the stars of the morning, and live
among the Sons of God.

II.

Our deepest life is when we are alone. We think most truly, love best,
when isolated from the outer world in that mystic abyss we call soul.
Nothing external can equal the fullness of these moments. We may sit in
the blue twilight with a friend, or bend together by the hearth, half
whispering or in a silence populous with loving thoughts mutually
understood; then we may feel happy and at peace, but it is only because
we are lulled by a semblance to deeper intimacies. When we think of a
friend and the loved one draws nigh, we sometimes feel half-pained, for
we touched something in our solitude which the living presence shut out;
we seem more apart, and would fain wave them