The Poets Of America Volume 1-2; Illustrated By One Of Her Painters by John KeeseThe Poets Of America Volume 1-2; Illustrated By One Of Her Painters by John Keese

The Poets Of America Volume 1-2; Illustrated By One Of Her Painters

byJohn Keese

Paperback | May 16, 2012

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1841 Excerpt: ...whispers of its Maker's might. SCENE FROM HADAD. BY JAMES A. HILLHOUSE. The garden of Absalom's house on Mount Zion, near the palace, overlooking the city. Tamae silting by a fountain. Tarn. How aromatic evening grows! The flowers And spicy shrubs exhale like onycha; Spikenard and henna emulate in sweets. Blest hour! which He, who fashioned it so fair, So softly glowing, so contemplative, Hath set, and sanctified to look on man. And lo! the smoke of evening sacrifice Ascends from out the tabernacle.--Heaven, Accept the expiation, and forgive This day's offences!--Ha! the wonted strain, Precursor of his coming!--Whence can this--It seems to flow from some unearthly hand--Enter Hatad. Had. Does beauteous Tamar view, in this clear fount, Herself, or heaven? Tarn, Nay, Hadad, tell me whence Those sad, mysterious sounds. Had. What sounds, dear Princess? Tarn. Surely, thou know'st; and now I almost think Some spiritual creature waits on thee. Had. I heard no sounds, but such as evening sends Up from the city to these quiet shades; A blended murmur sweetly harmonizing With flowing fountains, feathered minstrelsy, And voices from the hills. SCENE FROM HASAD. 165 Tarn. The sounds I mean, Floated like mournful music round my head, From unseen fingers. Had. When? Tarn. Now, as thou earnest Had. 'Tis but thy fancy, wrought To ecstasy; or else thy grandsire's harp Resounding from his tower at eventide. I've lingered to enjoy its solemn tones, Till the broad moon, that rose o'er Olivet, Stood listening in the zenith; yea, have deemed Viols and heavenly voices answered him. Tarn. But these--Had. Were we in Syria, I might say The Naiad of the fount, or some sweet Nymph, The goddess of these shades, rejoiced in thee, And gave thee salutations; but I fear Judah would call me...
Title:The Poets Of America Volume 1-2; Illustrated By One Of Her PaintersFormat:PaperbackDimensions:52 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.11 inPublished:May 16, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217364950

ISBN - 13:9780217364959

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