The subsequent poems were written at the request of my friend, the Hon. D. Kinnaird, for a Selection of Hebrew Melodies, and have been published, with the music, arranged, by Mr. BRAHAM and Mr. NATHAN. HEBREW MELODIES. SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY. 1. SHE walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. 2. One shade the more, one ray the less, Which waves in every raven tress, Where thoughts serenely sweet express 3. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT. 1. THE harp the monarch minstrel swept, O'er tones her heart of hearts had given, It gave them virtues not their own; No ear so dull, no soul so cold, That felt not, fired not to the tone, Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne! 2. It told the triumphs of our King, The cedars bow, the mountains nod; Its sound aspired to Heaven and there abode ! Since then, though heard on earth no more, Devotion and her daughter Love Still bid the bursting spirit soar To sounds that seem as from above, In dreams that day's broad light can not remove. IF THAT HIGH WORLD. 1. If that high world, which lies beyond 2. It must be so: 'tis not for self That we so tremble on the brink; And striving to o'erleap the gulf, Oh! in that future let us think To hold each heart the heart that shares, With them the immortal waters drink, And soul in soul grow deathless theirs! |