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Upon Egypt's land, of so healing a
power, So balmy a virtue, that e'en in the hour That drop descends, contagion dies, And health reanimates earth and
skies! Oh! is it not us, thou man of sin,
The precious tears of repentance fall? Though foul thy fiery plagues within, One heavenly drop hath dispelled
them all!" And now — behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through
heaven The triumph of a soul forgiven!
HAVE YOU NOT SEEN THE
Steal trembling from mine eye?
Or caught the murmured sigh?
Nor fixed on you alone?
A heart so much your own?
'Twas when the golden orb had set,
To you my soul's affections move
Devoutly, warmly true;
One long, long thought of you. If all your tender faith is o'er,
If still my truth you'll try; Alas! I know but one proof more,
I'll bless your name, and die!
Draw one tear from thee;
Oh! then remember me.
Oh! because it speaks like thee. All that's sweet, by Love's decree, Has been made resembling thee!
OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME, MARY, I BELIEVED THEE TRUE. OH! breathe not his name, let it sleep in MARY, I believed thee true,
Where cold and unhonored his relics And I was blest in thus believing; But now I mourn that e'er I knew
are laid; A girl so fair and so deceiving!
Sad, silent, and dark be the tears that
we shed, Few have ever loved like me,
As the night-dew that falls on the grass Oh! I have loved thee too sincerely!
o'er his head. And few have e'er deceived like thee, Alas! deceived me too severely!
But the night-dew that falls, though in
silence it weeps, Fare thee well! yet think awhile
Shall brighten with verdure the grave On one whose bosom bleeds to doubt
where he sleeps; thee;
And the tear that we shed, though in Who now would rather trust that smile,
secret it rolls, And die with thee than live without
Shall long keep his memory green in thee!
our souls. Fare thee well! I'll think of thee, Thou leav'st me many a bitter token;
WHEN HE WHO ADORES THEE. For see, distracting woman! see, WHEN he who adores thee has left but My peace is gone, my heart is
the name broken! - Fare thee well!
Of his fault and his sorrows behind, Oh! say, wilt thou weep, when they
darken the fame
Of a life that for thee was resigned? WHY DOES AZURE DECK THE
Yes, weep, and however my foes may SKY ?
condemn, Why does azure deck the sky?
Thy tears shall efface their decree; 'Tis to be like thine eyes of blue; For Heaven can witness, though guilty Why is red the rose's dye?
to them, Because it is thy blushes' hue.
I have been but too faithful to thee. All that's fair, by Love's decree, Has been made resembling thee! With thee were the dreams of my earli
est love; Why is falling snow so white,
Every thought of my reason wasthine; But to be like thy bosom fair? In my last humble prayer to the Spirit Why are solar beams so bright?
above, That they may seem thy golden hair! Thy name shall be mingled with mine. All that's bright, by Love's decree, Oh! blest are the lovers and friends Has been made resembling thee!
who shall live
The days of thy glory to see ; Why are Nature's beauties felt?
But the next dearest blessing that Oh ! 'tis thine in her we see!
Heaven can give Why has music power to melt?
Is the pride of thus dying for thee.