New-York daily tribune., 1849-01-27
NEW-YORK TRIBUNE.
ABRAM AND ZIMRL

There was a tradition among the Jews thst tho field
mentioned in the following poem, and consecra,ed 90
purely by brotherly love, chosen BY Solomon as
the most worthy spot for the erection Of his temple to
Cod
AgRAx and Zimri owned field together
A level held hid in happy vale.
They ylOwed II with one plOw, and IN the Spring
Sowed, walking side by side, the fruitful seed.
In harvest when the glad earth smiled with grain,
Each carried to his home one-hslf the shesves,
And stored them with much labor in his barns.
Now Abram had wife and seven sons,
Bot Zimr dwet alone within his house.
One night, before the sheaves were gathered in,
As 4 imri Jay upon his lonely bed
And connted In his mind his little gains,
He thought upon bis brother Abrams lot
And said " dw ell alone within my house,
But Abram hath wife and seven sons,
And vet we share the harvest sheaves alike;
He surely needeth more for life than J.
| will arise and grid myself, and 20
Down 10 the field and add to his from mine
30 he arose, and grded up bis loins,
And went out softly 10 the level field
The moon shone out from dusky bars OF cloud
The trees stood black against the cold blue sky,
The branches waved and whispered in the wind
so Zimri guided by the shifting light
Went down the mountain path, and found the field,
Took from his store OF sheaves generous third
And bore them gladly to his brothers heap,
And then went back 20 sleep and happy dreams
Now that same night as Abram lay in bed
Thinking upon his bissiul state in life
He thought upon his brother Zimri's lot,
And said, 81 He dwells within his house alone
He goeth forth TO toll with few % help,
He goeth nome at night to a cold house,
And hath few other friends'but ne, and mine,
For these two TILED the happy vale alone)
While /, whom Heaven hath very greatly blessed
Dwell happy with my wife, and seven sons
Whs aid me in my toll, and make il light;
Aud yet we share the harvest sheaves alike,
This surely is not pleasing unto God.
1 will arise aud grid myself and 60
Out 20 the field, and borrow from my store,
And add unto my brother Zimri's pile"
So he arose. and glrded up bis loins,
And went down softly 70 the level field
The moon shone out from silver bars Of cloud
The trees stood black against the starry sky,
The thick leaves waved and whispered in the
80 Abran, guided by the doubtful light, fbreeze
Passed down the mountain path, and found the field
Took from his store oil sheaves generous third,
And added them unto his brothers heap,
Then he went back 10 sleep and happy dreamS
So the next morning with the early s1n
The brothers rose and went out 10 their toll.
And when they came 10 see the heavy sheaves
Each wondered in his heart to find his heap
Though he had given a third, was still the same.
Now the next night went Zimri TO the field,
Took from ms store Of sheayes generous share,
And placed them on bis brother Abrams heap,
And then lay down behind his pile to watch.
The moon looked out from bars Of silvery cloud,
The cedsrs stood up black against the sky,
The ohve-branches whispered in the wind
Then Atran came down softly from his home.
And looking to tine left and right went on
Took from bis ample store a generous thlrd.
And laid 1t on his brother Zim1s pile
Then Zinri rose. and caught him in his
And wept upon his neck, and kissed his cheek
Al .f.f.I.
Neither could Zmri So they walked along Ter
Back to their homes and thanked their God in pray
That he had bound them in such loving bands
CambTidge. Mass. CLARENCE c. Cook.