The Portland gazette. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1818-1824, 1818-12-15
POETRY.
For ne Portland Casette.

For hs Portland Gasette.
A THOUGHT.
yvUr swells With pride the heaving breast
III ttrotss with dreams Of glory high,
when low IL earth II snoa must rest,
And still IN deep Oblivion lie
And the gay eye which dances now
IN easy alloughtlessness around,
Must soof be stiil--and coldand low;
And The doll tomb is light must bound.
ycs-fhe dark grave must fell the world
Where heas'nly genius sought reposc
Where Tate IFS keenest shaft hath hurfd,
Whose secret course no mortal knows.
Ne seek the spot where cypress weeps
O'erone whose gen'rogs scul we ioy'd;
Affection Ger our mem'rs keeps
Tier sway, although dat soni's remor'd-
And we viii weep at virtues shrine,
VIII dew he grave Of worth with tears
Yet THO deaths Gloom some star shall shine
70 soothe the soul, Ind calm our fears. q.
Fires On IRE resent dcstgaation Of .Nessrs PAR
soss and FfsK, as Missionaries % Jerusalem
Where once the COWS Of Eden flung their sweets (;
Nhere n elk eyed Mercy first unyei'd her face /;
Where Abram wander'd-Dayid swept his Tyre,
And Jeremiah wept, and Daniel prayed:
Where lv'd and preach'd, and died, and rose a
gam,
The worlds sole hope and where the Book OF
books
Was handed down from Heav'n there slow
rove
In musef,i silence, lit by lunar beam
Along the rows Of willows hung with harpss
And over lions hill, and on the dust
Ofpatliarcas, and saints, and seers, and kings,
And there sigh DER desolationas e slm.
Awe chills my soul--beneath sis holy grounds"
4 stop--and gaze-and bark the Lord is gone
!. The glory is Departed Nougbt appears
To lift devotion's eye, warm her heart.
Bone of my bone in superstition sunk
No voice proclaims the GoSpel--no sweet song
OF Zion sanctifes the breeze The mount,
Which heard Chrst's nightly praye, now hears
the yell
Ofhungry beasts-his friends all sleep in dust
The garden where he groan'd-hIs cross--his
tomb
No monument denotes Tin ruin all
\ Those things to which the Christians soul beats
warm.
All shall no second Paradise here rise
Nor second choir Of Angels wing the air
Nor second star announce the rising sun.
Shall the I. still voices of God no give force
To Boanerges thunder Peters zeal
Apollos smooth ton'd eloquence mo more
Encourage Paul in winning souls to Christ
Blend Prophecy and Providence your rays;
One blaze OF light, one beam of glory fern
Letfaith, thus iuminsd, climb Exceeding high"
Where once the tempted Saviour view'd the
world
A there move slow her telescope around.
Ills dope.--Far to the west,
Where sunk from Eastern ken the gospel sun,
She settles notionless the golden tube;
Her steady hand and fearless eve proclaim
Some raysof bursting splendor midst the gloom
She sees to youth, of glowing fearless soul,
Gird on the burnish'd panoply of Heav'n,
The destined pioneers to lsrael's tribes,
To call them from their wide dispersions home.
Despair away Tn ough dark the moral night,
Aud chill the blast, where milk and honey fow'd,
And where the glory subterranean lies:-
Soon Palestine shall hear the potent voice
Lit there be light from chaos shall emerge
A fairer, holier, more enchanting scene
Than ever smil' d beneath an Eastern sky.