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'.THE HARP OF SALEM.

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THE HARP OF SALEM. •JEHIISUEM, Jerusalem! I nou wert of arth the fairest gem l!at who, alas J shall strive lo tell starry splendours, ere lliey fe'.l -v \\r i recall thy prophet's Attain ? M-ake, Harp of Salem, wake again Deserted Queen Palestine What peerless Ttefcuty once was thine, re on thjnftately turrets came he the avenger's flame? M hy <fr(t&4m was placed upon P*ltoi-crown'd top of Lebanon, 'Aira varmel, with her groves of bloom, AMund thy borders shed perfume. .1\ desolate and faded now rv C dazzling lustre of thy bfow iJitnmcd is the brilliance of thitre eyes.— 1& there no gifted voice to rise And bid tie soul of rapture shed A living halo round the dead ? Who shall recall thifte ancient strain? Wake, Harp of Salem, wake again Deserted 'civ of the Lord, That heattPst the echo of His word I To slav \he victim at the shrine Of the Invisible was thine, And spread the pomp of sacrifice efore the Ruler ef the skies But now the harp is all unstrung,— The censer the earth is flung, And si lest now as Chilminaar* voices are. Who shall recall their parted strain ? Wake, Harp of Salem, wake again 1 Deserted pride of Israel, How beauteous ere thy glories fell But they are furrow'd with a trace Which dewy time may not efface. Look to yon mountain.—is it thine, Ill-fated Queen of Palestine? Look up, and blight tne azure eye.- J m0Bn,ain-rid^e is Cavalry Look up then ^ang thy heavy head Upon the; spot where blood was shed, And laY Salem's harp may deign To chal..t thy glories o'er again! t away! thy claim hath fled, t8 strain M all unmerited; Bat, oh, if justice may not bring OtM tone from thy enchanted string; V et, Harp of Salem, deign to wake Thy choral voice, for pity sake. Thou were not silent when the r<rords Of inspiration touched thy chords; There 18 no inspiration nigh To wake thee into ecstasy; Yet to the last and pitying cries vjf dying nature, deign to rise. Time was vhen o'erJudea's land The mfmbtains smiled at thy command, And allien Jordan paused to hear Thy plaintive spirit murmuring near. *vu as *n early hour *»hen nature owned thy syren power. And shed upon the world again One echo of thine ancient strain. A MODj¡RN PYTHAGOREAN, •Perscpolis,

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