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For it hath been by sorrow nursed,

And ached in sleepless silence long ; And now 'tis doom'd to know the worst,

And break at once-or yield to song.'

I SAW THEE WEEP.
I saw thee weep-the big bright tear

Came o'er that eye of blue;
And then methought it did appear

A violet dropping dew:
I saw thee sunile—the sapphire's blaze

Beside thee ceased to shine ;
It could not match the living rays

That fillid that glance of thine.

SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST

BATTLE.
WARRIORs and chiefs ! should the shaft or the sword
Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord,
Heed not the corse, though a king's, in your path :
Bury your steel in the bosoms of Gath!
Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow,
Should the soldiers of Saul look away from the foe,
Stretch me that moment in blood at thy feet!
Mine be tho doom which they dared not to meet.
Farewell to others, but never we part,
Heir to my royalty, son of my heart !
Bright is the diadem, boundless the sway,
Or kingly the death, which awaits us to-day!

As clouds from yonder sun receive

A deep and mellow dye,
Which scarce the shade of coming eve

Can banish from the sky,
Those smiles unto the moodiest mind

Their own pare joy impart;
Their sunshine leaves a glow behind

That lightens o'er the heart.

THY DAYS ARE DONE.
Thy days are done, thy fame begun;

Thy country's strains record
The triumphs of her chosen Son,

The slaughters of his sword!
The deeds he did, the fields he won,

The freedom he restored !

SAUL?
Thou whose spell can raise the dead,

Bid the prophet's form appear.
“Samuel, raise thy buried head!

King, behold the phantom seer!"
Earth yawn’d; he stood the centre of a cloud:
Light changed its hue, retiring from his shroud.
Death stood all glassy in his fixed eye;
His hand was wither'd, and his veins were dry;
His foot, in bony whiteness, glitter'd there,
Shrunken and sinewless, and ghastly bare ;
From lips that moved not, and unbreathing frame,
Like cavern’d winds, the bollow accents came.
Saul saw, and fell to earth, as falls the oak,
At once, and blasted by the thunder-stroke.

• Why is my sleep disquieted ?
Who is he that calls the dead?
Is it thou, O King? Behold,
Bloodless are these limbs, and cold:
Such are mine ; and such shall be
Thine to-morrow, when with me:
Ere the coming day is done,
Such shalt thou be, such thy son.
Fare thee well, but for a day,
Then we mix our mouldering clay.
Thou, thy race, lie palo and low,
Pierced by shafts of many a bow;
And the falchion by thy side
To thy heart thy hand shall guide :
Crownless, breathless, headless fall,
Son and sire, the house of Saul!"3

Though thou art fall’n, while we are free

Thou shalt not taste of death!
The generous blood that flow'd from thee

Disdain'd to sink beneath:
Within our veins its currents be,

Thy spirit on our breath!

Thy name, our charging hosts along,

Shall be the battle-word!
Thy fall, the theme of choral song

From virgin voices pour'd!
To weep would do thy glory wrong;

Thou shalt not be deplored.

! ["It was generally conceived that Lord Byron's report-a mantle.” Saul, in terror, bows down his head to the ed singularities approached on some occasions to derange earth ; and, it should seem, not daring to look up, receives ment, and at one period, indeed, it was very currently as from the voice of the spectre the awful intiination of his serted that his intellects were actually impaired. The re defeat and death. On the reality of this apparition we preport only served to ainuse his Lordship. He referred to the tend not to decide: the figure, it figure there were, was not circunstance, and declared that he would try how a mad seen by Saul: and, excepting the event of the approaching man could write : seizing the pen with eagerness, he for a battle, the spirit said nothing which the living prophet had moment fixed his eyes in majestic wildness on vacancy; not said before, repeatedly and publicly. But thie fact is when, like a flash or inspiration, without erasing a single curious, as showing the popular belief of the Jews in deword, the above verses were the result."--NATHAN.) parted spirits to have been the same with that of most other a [ Haunted with that insatiable desire of searching into

nations.--MILMAN.] the secrets of futurity, inseparable from uncivilized man, 3 ["Since we have spoken of witches," said Lord Byron, Saul knew not to what quarter to turn. The priests, out at Cephalonia, in 1823, " what think you of the witch of raced by his cruelty, hadi forsaken him: the prophets stood Endor? I have always thought this the finest and most aloof; no drearns visited his couch; he had persecuted finished witch-scene that ever was written or conceived ; eren the unlawful diviners. He hears at last of a female and you will be of my opinion, if you consider all the cirnecromancer, a woman with the spirit of Ob; strangely cumstances and the actors in the case, together with the similar in sound to the Obeah women in the West Indies. gravity, simplicity, and dignity of the language. It beats all To the cave-dwelling of this woman, in Endor, the monarch the ghost scenes I ever read. The finest conception on a proceeds in disguise. He commands her to raise the spirit similar subject is that of Goethe's Devil, Mephistopheles ; of Sarnuel. At this daring demand, the woman first recog. and though, of course, you will give the priority to the for. nues, or pretends to recognise, her royal visiter.

Whom mer, as being inspired, yet the latter, if you know it, will seest thou?" says the king.-"Mighty ones ascending from appear to you-at least it does to me--one of the finest and the earth.”_ Or what form ?"_" An old man covered with most sublime specimens of human conception.”]

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