The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1838-05-29 00:00:00

THE FIRST CRUSADERS IN SIGHT ov JERUSALEM

1.
How brightly gleams the dawn on Salem's walls,
See how her domes and minarets are shining,
'Gilt with the morning sun, that rising calls
To joyful hupe those who have long been pining.
-Observe yon monk, with cross uplifted high,
Pointing to where the morn, with gulden ray,
Shows that Jerusalem, long sought, is nigh—
Thus ending toil and night with rest and gladsomo day.

2.
The foremost knight his glittering helm has deft,
And reverently bowing kneeleth there;
While near a female mark, with features soft,
Her raised hands her pious thoug,bts declare.
Some, prostrate falling, kiss that hallowed ground,
Others scarce upwards look-, while tears they shed;
One awful fueling thrills the group around,
On viewing fir.st the place where God, their Saviour, bled'

'One aged prelate, overpower7d, has sunk
Senseless into the arms of a young knight,
His eyes seem to have lost their power and shrunk,
Closed in death, at the enrapt'ring sight.
So Moses, from the lofty Nebo's top,
Beheld with joy the promised land, and died,
'Contented there, at God's command, to stop—
The goodly Canaan view'd quite satisfied.

And Simeon, also, in a later day,
Who, firm in faith and hope, had waited long,
On earth no longer then desired to stay;
But clasped his Saviour with this dying song :
"Thy servant, Lord, would fain depart in peace.
These aged eyes salvation now behold;
Thine Israel's glory greatly shall increase,
And Gentiles see that light which prophets long foretold."

Thus, after trials great, and travailied pain,
air earthly pilgrimage at length pass'd o'er,
We, crossing Jur,lan's fearful river, gain
The blissful vision of that radiant shore.
Like those crusades bold, in by-gone years,
Who, with the sacred sign upon their breast,
Beheld that city crown their prayers and tears;
So we behold our !leaven of peace, and joy, and rest.

IICETCRES•IN THE MANCIIESTEn O.B.L.L.ELC I.

No. 9 —l.Swlss LANDSCAPE.—Fittysdael.
Hail to the:mountains ! though no purpling Vines
.Clothe their uncultured steeps,
But the wild torrent, midst the gloomy pines,
Fierce and impetuous leaps;
.Freediga is dwelling midst each sheltered dale,
Hail, to the Mountains, hail.!
Hail to the mountains l—strength and pride are theirs;
They lift their lofty heads
Above this world and its unhallowed cares,
Where the grey cloudland spreads,
And gladly rusheth forth the fearless gale :
Hail to the mountains, hail!
.Power sits amidst the hills! the clouds have swept
Whereanortal never trod;
They seem as holy places separate kept
For the bright steps of God,
=Passing when storms his glorious presence veil :
•Hail to the mountains, hail!
Lo, where the peasant's cottage nestles warm, .
Couched at their mighty feet;
Sheltered from many a blast of wintry storm,
Shaded from a summer's heat;
'Placed by the water-springs that shall not fail :
Flail to the mountains, hail I
Yea, though the avalanche, perchance, is hidden
Amidst those crested peaks,
Its fall by God's great power is checked or bidden,
When in his storms he speaks ;
Therefore the Switzees spirit doth not quail:
•Hail to the mountains, hail!
And hail to this fair picture, that bath caught
The spirit of the land,
And its stupendous features hither brought
Before us to expand;
And while by fancy's power their heights we scale,
to the mountains, hail!