I SAW THEE WEEP. I SAW thee weep- the big bright tear I saw thee smile- the sapphire's blaze It could not match the living rays As clouds from yonder sun receive Which scarce the shade of coming eve Can banish from the sky, Those smiles unto the moodiest mind Their own pure joy impart; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind That lightens o'er the heart. SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE. WARRIORS and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword Heed not the corse, though a king's in your path: Thou who art bearing my buckler and bow, Farewell to others, but never we part, FROM JOB. A SPIRIT passed before me: I beheld Deep sleep came down on every eye save mine "Is man more just than God? Is man more pure Than he who deems even seraphs insecure? Creatures of clay - vain dwellers in the dust! The moth survives you, and are ye more just? Things of a day! you wither ere the night, Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!" SUN OF THE SLEEPLESS! SUN of the sleepless! melancholy star! So gleams the past, the light of other days, Which shines, but warms not with its powerless rays; |