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The death-doom'd row. But see, a smile illumes

The face of some; perhaps they're guiltless: Oh!

And must high-minded honesty endure

The ignominy of a felon's fate?

No, 'tis not ignominious to be wrong'd;

No;—conscious exultation swells their hearts,

To think the day draws nigh, when in the view

Of angels, and of just men perfect made,

The mark which rashness (14) branded on their

names Shall be effac'd;—when, wafted on life's storm, Their souls shall reach the Sabbath of the skies;— As birds, from bleak Norwegia's wint'ry coast, Blown out to sea, strive to regain the shore, But, vainly striving, yield them to the blast, Swept o'er the deep to Albion's genial isle, Amaz'd they light amid the bloomy sprays

Of some green vale, there to enjoy new loves,
And join in harmony unheard before.

Relentless Justice! with fate-furrow'd
brow!
Wherefore to various crimes, of various guilt,
One penalty, the most severe, allot?
Why, pall'd in state, and mitred with a wreath
Of nightshade, dost thou sit portentously,.
Beneath a cloudy canopy of sighs,
Of fears, of trembling hopes, of boding doubts?
Death's dart thy mace! Why are the laws of God,
Statutes promulg'd in characters of fire,*

* " And it came to pass on the third day in the morning, that there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick cloud upon the mount, and the voice of the trumpet exceeding loud; so that all the people that was in the camp trembled."—Exod. xix. 16.

Despis'd in deep concerns, where heav'nly guidance
Is most requir'd? The murd'rer—let him die,
And him who lifts his arm against his parent,
His country,—or his voice against his God.
Let crimes less heinous dooms less dreadful meet.
Than loss of life! So said the law divine,
That law beneficent, which mildly stretch'd
To the forgotten and forlorn, the hand
Of restitution; Yes, the trumpet's voice
The Sabbath of the jubilee* announc'd:

* "And thou shalt number feven Sabbaths of years unto thee, seven times seven years; and the space of the seven Sabbaths of years shall be unto thee forty and nine years. Then shalt thou cause the trumpet of the jubilee to sound on the tenth day of the seventh month, in the day of atonement shall ye make the trumpet sound throughout all your land. And ye fhall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof: it shall be a jubilee unto you; and ye shall return every man unto his possession, and ye shall return every man unto his family.''—Lev. Xxv. 8. 9. 10.

The freedom-freighted blast, through all the land
At once, in ev'ry city, echoing rings,
From Lebanon to Carmel's woody cliffs,
So loud, that far within the desart's verge
The couching lion starts, and glares around.
Free is the bondman now, each one returns
To his inheritance: (15) The man, grown old
In servitude, far from his native fields,
Hastes joyous on his way; no hills are steep,.
Smooth is each rugged path; his little ones
Sport as they go, while oft the mother chides
The lingering step, lur'd by the way-side flowers:
At length the hill, from which a farewell look,
And still another parting look, he threw
On his paternal vale, appears in sight:
The summit gain'd, throbs hard his heart with joy
And sorrow blent, to see that vale once more!

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Instant his eager eye darts to the roof
Where first he saw the light; his youngest born
He lifts, and, pointing to the much-lov'd spot,
Says,—" There thy fathers liv'd, and there they

sleep."
Onward he wends; near and more near he draws:
How sweet the tinkle of the pal m-bower'd brook!
The sun-beam slanting thro' the cedar grove
How lovely, and how mild! but lovelier still
The welcome in the eye of ancient friends,
Scarce known at first! and dear the fig-tree shade,
'Neath which on Sabbath eve his father told*
Of Israel from the house of bondage freed,

'""Arid these words which I command thee this day shall be in thine heart: And thon shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest

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