OH! WEEP FOR THOSE. 1. Он! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream, Mourn-where their God hath dwelt the Godless dwell! 2. And where shall Israel lave her bleeding feet? The hearts that leap'd before its heavenly voice? 3. Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast, The wild-dove hath her nest, the fox his cave, ON JORDAN'S BANKS. 1. ON Jordan's banks the Arabs' camels stray, On Sion's hill the False One's votaries pray, Yet there—even there-Oh God! thy thunders sleep: 2. There where thy finger scorch'd the tablet stone! Thyself-none living see and not expire! 3. Oh! in the lightning let thy glance appear! Sweep from his shiver'd hand the oppressor's spear: How long by tyrants shall thy land be trod! How long thy temple worshipless, Oh God! VOL. IV. JEPHTHA'S DAUGHTER. 1. SINCE our Country, our God-Oh, my Sire! Demand that thy Daughter expire; Since thy triumph was bought by thy vow Strike the bosom that's bared for thee now! 2. And the voice of my mourning is o'er, There cannot be pain in the blow! 3. And of this, oh, my Father! be sure- As the blessing I beg ere it flow, And the last thought that soothes me below. 4. Though the virgins of Salem lament, 5. When this blood of thy giving hath gush'd, When the voice that thou lovest is hush'd, Let my memory still be thy pride, And forget not I smiled as I died! OH! SNATCH'D AWAY IN BEAUTY'S BLOOM. 1. OH! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, Their leaves, the earliest of the year; And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom : 2. And oft by yon blue gushing stream Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead! |