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In the valley of waters we wept on the dayWhen the host of the Stranger made Salem his prey;And our heads on our bosoms all droopingly lay,And our hearts were so full of the land far away! The song they…
1We sat down and wept by the watersOf Babel, and thought of the dayWhen our foe, in the hue of his slaughters,Made Salem’s high places his prey;And ye, oh her desolate daughters!Were scattered all weeping away. 2While sadly we gazed…
From the last hill that looks on thy once holy dome,I beheld thee, oh Sion! when render’d to Rome:‘Twas thy last sun went down, and the flames of thy fallFlash’d back on the last glance I gave to thy wall.…
Oh, Mariamne! now for theeThe heart of which thou bled’st is bleeding;Revenge is lost in agony,And wild remorse to rage succeeding.Oh, Mariamne! where art thou?Thou canst not hear my bitter pleading:Ah! could’st thou–thou would’st pardon now,Though Heaven were to my…
Were my bosom as false as thou deem’st it to be,I need not have wander’d from far Galilee;It was but abjuring my creed to effaceThe curse which, thou say’st, is the crime of my race. If the bad never triumph,…
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star!Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far,That show’st the darkness thou canst not dispel,How like art thou to joy remember’d well! So gleams the past, the light of other days,Which shines, but warms not with its…
The King was on his throne,The Satraps throng’d the hall:A thousand bright lamps shoneO’er that high festival.A thousand cups of gold,In Judah deem’d divine–Jehovah’s vessels holdThe godless Heathen’s wine! In that same hour and hall,The fingers of a handCame forth…
When coldness wraps this suffering clay,Ah! whither strays the immortal mind?It cannot die, it cannot stay,But leaves its darken’d dust behind.Then, unembodied, doth it traceBy steps each planet’s heavenly way?Or fill at once the realms of space,A thing of eyes,…
I.Fame, wisdom, love, and power were mine,And health and youth possess’d me;My goblets blush’d from every vine,And lovely forms caress’d me;I sunn’d my heart in beauty’s eyes,And felt my soul grow tender:All earth can give, or mortal prize,Was mine of…
Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the swordPierce me in leading the host of the Lord,Heed not the corse, though a king’s in your path:Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath! Thou who art bearing my buckler and…