The Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1822-1829, 1826-07-10
4. 90
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=, ,Le Ra.,op Recorder and Telesfaph.
THE sACnTrIcE OF ABRAHAM. :,
urn br.ak.ai ia ,the East. Tie fnrris
ciunds,
~nn,iiar on their gold aud %vioief.
iopk The meeter for the sun's bright e.
ming.
IL upon The Wafrrs and the "ino
4 nature from the wary f"res'-lehi'
her majestic master, sleeps. rs YET
.te il no mis- snen the deep blue sky,
/, The eiea~ dew is on the hlnshing blossonl
crimson roses in = holy rest.
80, hallowed is the hour of morning meet
t-beauiifully meet for the pure pra>e
q patriarch standeih NJ bis tender door )
h his bite locks uncovered. It's bis won'
gaze upon the g%orfeons orirnti
It AT TINT hour the awful majesty
man who ,aike,h often with his God,
woni to come again mod clothe his brow
4 his faurscore strength. But now be
seeme,li
Ne foreeiful of Id vigorous frame.
howetii TO his staff as al the hour
iooniide suliriness. Aud that bright sun
looketh At his pencil'd messengers
ming in golden ralnment, IS II all
i'ere hut a craven scroll Of feartu.nes',
lie Is waiting till IL should be
. hour TO sacrifice bis much lov'd son
M poureth on the world. Aud Sarah
stands
a'ching the steps of Abraham and her chile
Dng the dewy sides Of the far hills,
d praying that her sunny boy faint not
,uld she have wotcb'd their path SO silent
w,
l. IL --..- 49, h.. .... u.tan. v
n in his fair hair'd beauty, ~ lie slnin
= whit, lamb for sncrihcel they trod
,5eiher onward, patriarcl, aud child
- bright sun throwing back the old man',
slKde
traigh, and fair proportions. ss OF one
use year, wure freshly nupber'J: He
stood NJ.
IN his vigorous strength, and like q tree
voted In lebanon, his frame bent not;
i4,,ihin ~ hits hair had Welded 10 the wind,
I'D left his brow uncovered and hin face,
8 ,ress'd With the stern majesty of grief.
@trv'd to a solemn dn'y. now stood forth
- u rent rock. submissive, yet sublime.
II the young hov-he al the laughing eye
I ruby lip-,hr priie # life was on him.
seemed 10 drink til. marning sun y dew
J The Aroma Of III. spicy 'ress,
all that giveth the delicious Cast
F.. fitness for an Eden, stole like li,ht
=, his spirit, rsyisblng his thoughts
7 III love and henuty--Everv thing he met,
or beautiful. the llgl,.s, wing
} iird or insect, or the pales, dys
) the fresh 1pwers, won him from his path,
nj joyon,ly broke forth his tiny shout
he dung back his silken hair, and spsnng
Hhy 10 some green spot or clustering vine,
pluck his Infant trprhies. Every tlee.N
nd fragrant shrub Was a acw hiding place,
4 he would couch i'll The old man cnme by,
bsn honnd betotelin with his childish laugh
Ealing a hook behind him pIaytully,
8 see If he had made bis father smile.
- sun rode on in heaven. The dew stole up
an In" fresh daughters Of tue earth, aud
bent
ine like n sleep upon the delicate leaves,
Il bent ,hoIu with tho blossoms to their
dreAus.
,rod The patriarch on with that suine step
rm aud uutal,criIg. turning not aside
% seek the olive shades. or lave their lin,
. The we waters OF the Syrian wells,
nose gbsh hath 80 much music. Weariness
lie on the gentle hoy, snd lie forgot
, toss his sunny hair from off his brow,
nd spring for thu fresh lowers L. ligh, wings
: in tho early usrning but DO KEEP,
lose by his fathers side, aud bent his head
non his bosom like u dropping bud,
.Ifung II not, save now aud then to steal
isok NJ TO the face whose sternness AVID
las childishness to %sileuce.
II was noon
Abraham. or Moriah bow 4 himself,
III buried up his face, s. pray'l for strength
p could no, look upon his son and pray,
'at With his hand upon the clustering curls
the fur, kneeiing hoy be pray'd thu, God
Would nerve hun tor that hour. Oh, man
wns made
'or the stern conflict. w o mothers love
mere is much tenderness /, the thousand cords
with every 6hre OF her heart,
mp'nin, like delicate harp. strings, at a
breath
~ lose in uan IS one deep principle,
fhlcb IKE q root ros"n IN u riited rock,
'aiJes the tempest. lie rose IN, and laid
ne wood upon the slig-. All vas done
lie stood a n'omen'-and a deep quick dush
tss'd DER bis conntenanGe l. then he nerv'd
5 spirit with n bitter strength, aud smoke
,aao ! nv only son'-The boy ,ook'd IN.
n Abraham turned his face away, & Wect.
Where is the lawb. my Father oh the
tones.
he sweet, The thrilling music Of u child =
low II doth agoniEe at such an hour -
wa the las, deep struggle-Ahraham held
lis lav'l. his'beant'fui. his oulv son,
nd lifted up his arm and cslrd on God
10 Gnd's Angel stsid him-and he fell
non his face and wept.