The Fall of Jerusalem: A Dramatic Poem by the Rev. H. H. Hilman

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J. Murray, 1820 - Jerusalem - 167 pages

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Page 107 - Moving slow our solemn feet, We have borne thee on the road, To the virgin's blest abode; With thy yellow torches gleaming, And thy scarlet mantle streaming, And the canopy above Swaying as we slowly move. Thou hast left the joyous feast, And the mirth and wine have...
Page 64 - Round some irregular city wild. Then the light of morning lay On the wonder-paved way, Where the treasures of the deep In their caves of coral sleep. The profound abysses, where Was never sound from upper air, Rang with Israel's chanted words, King of Kings ! and Lord of Lords...
Page 167 - And toward her young one that cometh out from between her feet, and toward her children which she shall bear: for she shall eat them for want of all things secretly in the siege and straitness, wherewith thine enemy shall distress thee in thy gates.
Page 34 - And not by thunders strew'd Was thy tempestuous road ; Nor indignation burnt before thee on thy way. But thee, a soft and naked child, Thy mother undefiled, In the rude manger laid to rest From off her virgin breast. The heavens were not commanded to prepare A gorgeous canopy of golden air ; Nor stoop'd their lamps th...
Page 163 - For the days shall come upon thee, that thine enemies shall cast a trench about thee, and compass thee round, and keep thee in on every side, And shall lay thee even with the ground, and thy children within thee; and they shall not leave in thee one stone upon another ; because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation.
Page 62 - Lord, the heathen tread The branches of thy fruitful vine, That its luxurious tendrils spread O'er all the hills of Palestine. And now the wild boar comes to waste Even us, the greenest boughs and last, That, drinking of thy choicest dew, On Zion's hill, in .beauty grew. No ! by the marvels of thine hand, Thou wilt save thy chosen land ; By all thine ancient mercies shown, By all our fathers...
Page 7 - 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 65 - Down without a cry or groan. And the morning sun, that shone On myriads of bright-armed men, Its meridian radiance then Cast on a wide sea, heaving as of yore, Against a silent, solitary shore. Then did Israel's maidens sing, Then did Israel's timbrels ring, To him, the King of Kings! that in the sea, The Lord of Lords! had triumph'd gloriously. And our timbrels' flashing chords, King of Kings!
Page 160 - The towers and temples, named of men Eternal, and the thrones of kings ; The gilded summer palaces, • The courtly bowers of love and ease, Where still the bird of pleasure sings ; Ask ye the destiny of them ? Go gaze on fallen Jerusalem ! Yea, mightier names are in the fatal roll, 'Gainst earth and heaven God's standard is unfurled.
Page 162 - Even safe as we, by this still fountain's side, So shall the Church, Thy bright and mystic bride, Sit on the stormy gulf, a halcyon bird of calm.

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