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BY THE RIGHT HONOURABLE
PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY W. DUGDALE,
Green Street, Leicester Square
HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY
THE GIFT OF
FRIENDS OF THE LIMATY
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.
SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY.
SHE walks in beauty, like the night
One shade the more, one ray the less,
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL
THE harp the monarch minstrel swept,
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!
It told the triumphs of our King,
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,