BY THE RIGHT HONOURABLE

LORD BYRON.

London:

PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY W. DUGDALE,

Green Street, Leicester Square.

1823.

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HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY
THE GIFT OF

FRIENDS OF THE LIBRACY

26 Feb 1930

The subsequent poems were written at the request of my friend, the Hon. D. Kinnaird, for a Selection of Hebrew Melodies, and have been published with the music, arranged by Mr. BRAHAM and Mr. NATHAN.

HEBREW MELODIES.

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SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY.

1.

SHE walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heav'n to gaudy day denies.

2.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

3.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet éloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent!

THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL

SWEPT.

1.

THE harp the monarch minstrel swept,
The King of men, the lov'd of Heav'n,
Which Music hallow'd while she wept

O'er tones her heart of hearts had giv'n.
Redoubled be her tears, its chords are riven!
It soften'd men of iron mould,

It gave them virtues not their own;

No ear so dull, no soul so cold,

That felt not, fir'd not to the tone,

Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne!

2.

It told the triumphs of our King,

It wafted glory to our God;

It made our gladden'd valleys ring,

The cedars bow, the mountains nod;

Its sound aspir'd to heav'n, and there abode!

Since then, though heard on earth no more,
Devotion and her daughter Love

Still bid the bursting spirit soar

To sounds that seem as from above,

En dreams that day's broad light can not remove.

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