The wars of the Jews, adapted to the capacities of young persons [by aunt Jane].

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Page 130 - Are melted into air, behold the Temple, In undisturbed and lone serenity Finding itself a solemn sanctuary In the profound of heaven ! It stands before us A mount of snow fretted with golden pinnacles * ! The very sun, as though he worshipp'd there, Lingers upon the gilded cedar roofs ; And down the long and branching porticoes, On every flowery-sculptured capital, Glitters the homage of his parting beams. By Hercules ! the sight might almost win The offended majesty of Rome to mercy.
Page 207 - Oh! fair and favour'd city, where of old The balmy airs were rich with melody, That led her pomp beneath the cloudless sky In vestments flaming with the orient gold; Her gold is dim, and mute her music's voice, The Heathen o'er her perish'd pomp rejoice. How stately then was every palm-deck'd street, Down which the maidens danced with tinkling feet; How proud the elders in the lofty gate! How crowded all her nation's solemn feasts With white-rob'd Levites and high-mitred Priests; How gorgeous all...
Page 198 - A false prophet was the occasion of these people's destruction, who had made a public proclamation in the city that very day, that God commanded them to get up upon the temple, and that there they should receive miraculous signs of their deliverance.
Page 129 - It must be—• And yet it moves me, Romans! it confounds The counsels of my firm philosophy, That Ruin's merciless ploughshare must pass o'er, And barren salt be sown on yon proud city. As on our olive-crowned hill we stand, Where Kedron at our feet its scanty waters Distils from stone to stone with gentle motion, As through a valley sacred to sweet peace, How boldly doth it front us! how majestically! Like a luxurious vineyard, the...
Page 130 - And barren salt be sowed on yon proud city. As on our olive-crowned hill we stand, Where Kedron at our feet its scanty waters Distils from stone to stone with gentle motion, As through a valley sacred to sweet peace, How boldly doth it front us ! how majestically ! Like a luxurious vineyard, the hill side Is hung with marble fabrics, line o'er line, Terrace o'er terrace, nearer still, and nearer To the blue heavens.
Page 207 - Levites and high-mitred Priests! How gorgeous all her Temple's sacred state! Her streets are razed, her maidens sold for slaves, Her gates thrown down, her elders in their graves; Her feasts are holden 'mid the Gentile's scorn, By stealth her priesthood's holy garments worn; And where her Temple crown'd the glittering rock, The wandering shepherd folds his evening flock.
Page 173 - Titus himself went round the wall on the first watch of the night to see that the guards did their duty ; and two of his friends did the same at the other two watches. Now all escape was really cut off from the poor Jews, and famine hastened its steps, and devoured whole families. The upper rooms of every house were filled by dying women and children, while the lanes of the city were strewed with the bodies of the aged. The young men wandered about the market-places like shadows, and fell down dead...
Page 90 - I will try if I can remember them : we all got them by heart at the time. A wand'ring stranger, through Quarr's woods I stray, Where pensive thought recurs to ages fled; And slow returning at declining day, Beneath this sacred porch to rest am led. Here in the calm of this sequester'd spot, Musing I listen to the murmuring main, Whose terrors now, at distance, are forgot, Like distant troubles in this scene of pain. But I must quit this solemn still retreat, And to the busy world again return; Leave...
Page 193 - Jews to flight, and proceeded as far as the holy house itself, at which time one of the soldiers, without staying for any orders, and without any concern or dread upon him at so great an undertaking, and being hurried on by a certain Divine fury, snatched somewhat out of the materials that were on fire, and being lifted up by another soldier, he set fire to a golden window, through which there was a passage to the rooms that were round about the holy house, on the north side of it.
Page 130 - Is hung with marble fabrics, line o'er line, Terrace o'er terrace, nearer still, and nearer To the blue heavens. Here bright and sumptuous palaces, With cool and verdant gardens interspersed ; Here towers of war, that frown in massy strength. While over all hangs the rich purple eve, As conscious of its being her last farewell Of light and glory to that faded city.

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