...dear, 'Tis the last libation Liberty draws From the heart that bleeds and breaks in her cause! " " Sweet," said the Angel, as she gave The gift into...radiant hand, " Sweet is our welcome of the Brave Of Eden moves not— holier far Than ev'n this drop, the boon must be, That opes the Gates of Heav'n...

...the Angel, as she gave The gift into bis radiant hand, ' Sweet is our welcome of the Have Who died thus for their native land. But see— alas ! —...boon must be, That opes the gates of heav'n for thee !' " Once more the Peri wings her flight to earth, and, after bathing her plumage in the fountains...

...her story, Written in light o'er Alla's head, By seraph eyes shall long be read. But, Peri, see — the crystal bar Of Eden moves not — holier far Than ev'n this sigh the boon must be That opes the Gates of Heav'n for thee." Now, upon Syria's land of roses Softly...

..."sent his last remaining dart, / For answer, to the Invader's heart" (139); while the Angel comments, "Sweet is our welcome of the Brave / Who die thus for their native Land" (140), it is insufficient. Next the Peri brings the dying breath of a woman who had caught the plague...

...' "Sweet," said the angel, as she gave the gift into the guardian's hand ; "Sweet is our welcome to the brave, who die thus for their native land. But...crystal bar of Eden moves not : — holier far than even this drop the boon must be, that opens the Gates of Heaven forthee !" Her first fond hope of Eden...

...her story Written in light o'er Allah's head, By seraph eyes shall long be read. But. Peri, see — the crystal bar Of Eden moves not — • holier far Than ev'n this sigh the boon must be That opes the Gates of Heav'n for thee." Now, upon Syria's land of roses Softly...