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Poet of Ooi )—Israel's sweet singer—he Loves to live back into his mountain-days , To lift Night ' s veil of starry mystery , And , in hi ^ h lays , To meditate at even-tide Thy praise—Star-Roller , hail The Golden Towers of God !
Daughter of Zion , lift thy head on high ! Thine is the Eternal ' s most divine abode , Sole Earth-Shrine of the Sky ! Thou hast the Holiest of all Holies ! there The Cherubim their blazing wings outspread O ' er the dread Ark , whence the Shechin ah ' s glare , Gloriously shed , Turns the sun dark upon his evening
bed—Light-Dweller , hail ! A double Stream of Kings — Watering , from one rich Source , Samaria ' s Mount , And Shiloh ' s Holy Hill !—Wherefore , proud Springs Forget ye your pure Fount ?
Israel serves other gods , and thence their heads Bow down in battle to the Stranger ' s spear ! Where ' er its gloom the unhallow'd Green Tree spreads , They leave their Fear , And from each High Place call on gods that cannot hear Long-Sufferer , hail !
Voices of woe and wail ! By Babel ' s Stream I see the Captive Band ! Mute hang those harps urfon the willows pale ,, So sweet in Judah's land !—A dim Hand writes upon a fiery Wall—Points the calm Seer , and stares the speechless King The Halls of Nimrod sound the Proud One ' s
fall—While with strong wing The avenging Eagle swoops , and the freed Exiles sing—Redeemer , hail ! Harpings of mighty Seers ! The gifted Strikers of the fateful chords ,
Mingling the bridegroom ' s song , the bondsman ' s tears , In everlasting words ! One o ' er the rest , the Monarch-Prophet , towers ! An angel touches his pale lips with flame ! He strews the desert-future with strange flowers ,
In the high name—But let the Morning-Star the Sunrise nigh proclaim ! Inspirer , hail ! Faint wax the Visions now ! A Cloud of phantom-ages loads rny soul ! A glimmering halo shews a Thorn-Crown'd Brow—Apart the dim irlooms roll \
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Song- of Muses . 299
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), May 2, 1830, page 299, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2584/page/11/
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