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OH! WEEP FOR THOSE.
Oh! weep for those that wept by Babel's stream,
And where shall Israel lave her bleeding feet ?
Tribes of the wandering foot and weary breast,
..ON JORDAN'S BANKS.
On Jordan's banks the Arabs' camels stray,
There—where thy finger scorch'd the tablet stone !
Oh! in the lightning let thy glance appear !
SINCE our Country, our God-Oh, my Sire!
And the voice of my mourning is o'er,
And of this, oh, my Father! be sure-
Though the virgins of Salem lament,
When this blood of thy giving hath gush'd,
OH! SNATCH'D AWAY IN BEAUTY'S
Oh! snatch'd away in beauty's bloom, ,
But on thy turf shall roses rear
Their leaves, the earliest of the year;
And oft by yon blue gushing stream
Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head,
And lingering pause and lightly tread;