Downcast, or shooting glances far, That blend the nature of the star With that of summer skies! I speak as if of sense beguiled; Yet am I with the Jewish Child, I see the dark brown curls, the brow, The smooth transparent skin, Refined, as with intent to show The holiness within ; The grace of parting Infancy By blushes yet untamed; Age faithful to the mother's knee, Two lovely Sisters, still and sweet Such beauty hath the Eternal poured Though of a lineage once abhorred, Mysterious safeguard, that, in spite Of poverty and wrong, Doth here preserve a living light, From Hebrew fountains sprung; That gives this ragged group to cast Around the dell a gleam Of Palestine, of glory past, And proud Jerusalem! DEVOTIONAL INCITEMENTS. "Not to the earth confined, "Ascend to heaven." WHERE Will they stop, those breathing Powers, They wander with the breeze, they wind Up from their native ground they rise From humble violet modest thyme As if no space below the sky Their subtle flight could satisfy: Heaven will not tax our thoughts with pride If like ambition be their guide. Roused by this kindliest of May-showers, The spirit-quickener of the flowers, That with moist virtue softly cleaves The buds, and freshens the young leaves, The Birds pour forth their souls in notes Of rapture from a thousand throats, Mount from the earth; aspire! aspire! That on the service wait concealed What else can mean the visual plea The iterated summons loud, Not wasted on the attendant crowd, Alas! the sanctities combined By art to unsensualise the mind, Decay and languish; or, as creeds And humours change, are spurned like weeds : The solemn rites, the awful forms, Founder amid fanatic storms; The priests are from their altars thrust, The temples levelled with the dust: Yet evermore, through years renewed Of seasons balancing their flight Wide open for the scattered Poor. Is wafted in mute harmonies; |