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Like softest fall breathed from Æolian lute,
When 'mid the chords the evening gale expires.
Day of the Lord! creation's hallowed close!

Day of the Lord! (prophetical they sang)
Benignant mitigation of that doom,

Which must ere long consign the fallen race,

Dwellers in yonder star, to toil and woe!

THE

FINDING OF MOSES.

SLOW glides the Nile: amid the margin flags,

Closed in a bulrush ark, the babe is left,
Left by a mother's hand. His sister waits

Far off; and pale, 'tween hope and fear, beholds
The royal maid, surrounded by her train,
Approach the river bank,-approach the spot
Where sleeps the innocent: She sees them stoop
With meeting plumes; the rushy lid is oped,
And wakes the infant, smiling in his tears,-

As when along a little mountain lake,

The summer south-wind breathes, with gentle sigh, And parts the reeds, unveiling, as they bend,

A water-lily floating on the wave.

F

JACOB AND PHARAОН.

PHARAOH

HARAOH upon a gorgeous throne of state

Was seated; while around him stood submiss
His servants, watchful of his lofty looks.

The Patriarch enters, leaning on the arm
Of Benjamin. Unmoved by all the glare
Of royalty, he scarcely throws a glance
Upon the pageant show; for from his youth
A shepherd's life he led, and viewed each night

The starry host; and still, where'er he went,
He felt himself in presence of the Lord.

His eye is bent on Joseph, him pursues.

Sudden the king descends; and, bending, kneels Before the aged man, and supplicates

A blessing from his lips: the aged man

Lays on the ground his staff, and, stretching forth His tremulous hand o'er Pharaoh's uncrowned head, Prays that the Lord would bless him and his land.

JEPHTHA'S VOW.

FROM
ROM conquest JEPHTHA came, with faultering step,
And troubled eye: His home appears in view;
He trembles at the sight. Sad he forebodes,-
His vow will meet a victim in his child:
For well he knows, that, from her earliest years,
She still was first to meet his homeward steps:
Well he remembers, how, with tottering gait,
She ran, and clasped his knees, and lisped, and looked
Her joy; and how, when garlanding with flowers
His helm, fearful, her infant hand would shrink
Back from the lion couched beneath the crest.

What sound is that, which, from the palm-tree grove,

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