This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1835 edition. Excerpt: ...pictured scenes In brighter vision rise, When Zion's sun shall sevenfold shine On all her mourner's eyes; And on her mountains beauteous stand The messengers of peace: "Salvation by the Lord's right hand!" They shout and never cease. XXXVIII. THE MOSS IN THE DESERT. Ah! lovely flower, what care, what power, In ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1835 edition. Excerpt: ...pictured scenes In brighter vision rise, When Zion's sun shall sevenfold shine On all her mourner's eyes; And on her mountains beauteous stand The messengers of peace: "Salvation by the Lord's right hand!" They shout and never cease. XXXVIII. THE MOSS IN THE DESERT. Ah! lovely flower, what care, what power, In thy fair structure are display'd By Him who rear'd thee to this hour Within the forest's lonely shade! Thy tender stalk, and fibres fine, Here find a shelter from the storm; Perhaps no human eyes but mine E'er gazed upon thy lovely form. The dewdrop glistens on thy leaf, As if thou seem'dst to shed a tear--As if thou knew'st my tale of grief-Felt all my sufferings severe! But ah! thou know'st not my distress In danger here from beasts of prey, And robb'd of all I did possess, By men more fierce by far than they. Nor canst thou ease my burden'd sigh, Nor cool the fever at my heart, Though to the zephyrs passing by Thou dost thy balmy sweets impart. Yet He that form'd thee, little plant, And bade thee flourish in this place, Who sees and feels my every want, Can still support me by His grace. Oft has His arm, all strong to save, Protected my defenceless head From ills I never could perceive, Nor could my feeble hand have stay'd. Then shall I still pursue my way O'er this wild desert's sun-burnt soil, To where the ocean's swelling spray Washes my long'd-for native isle. How sweet the calm of this sequester'd shore, Where ebbing waters musically roll; And solitude and silent eve restore The philosophic temper of the soul! The sighing gale, whose murmurs lull to rest The busy tumult of declining day, ' To sympathetic quiet soothes the breast, And ev'ry wild emotion drives away. Farewell the objects of diurnal care, Your task be ended...
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