There glittered all the pastures, The plains, far out extending, All rich with corn and vines, As far as eye can span, "Canaan! Mine eyes have seen thee! Lord! call thy servant home!" Have lost their leader now! Upon the mountain brightening Wood, field, and winding stream, And lo! above unfolding Heaven's golden portals gleam. Ferdinand Freiligrath. Tr. J. Gostick. WEEP, CHILDREN OF ISRAEL. WEEP, EEP, weep for him, the man of God, - But none of earth can point the sod His doctrines fell like heaven's rain, O, ne'er shall Israel see again A chief to God and her so true. Remember ye his parting gaze, His farewell song by Jordan's tide, He saw the promised land, — and died! Yet died he not as men who sink, Thomas Moore. MOUNT NEBO. NO Moses, servant of the Lord, died there, Out in the land of Moab, as the Lord Where Moses, servant of the Lord, is laid. Now ere he died, we read that Moses clomb The balmy-breathing south, the fertile plain In one glad dream of beauty unto Zoar! (As he was bid), thus spake to him the Lord: "This is the land I sware to Abraham, To Isaac, and to Jacob when I said, 'Lo! I will give it for an heritage For thee and thine, and for thy seed for aye.' George Gordon McCrae. THE BURIAL OF MOSES. "AND he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Beth-peor; but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day." - Deut. xxxiv. 6. OY Nebo's lonely mountain, BY On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab, But no man built that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral Noiselessly as the daylight Comes when the night is done, And the crimson streak on Ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun; Noiselessly as the spring-time Silently down from the mountain's crown Perchance the bald old eagle Still shuns that hallowed spot; For beast and bird have seen and heard That which man knoweth not. But, when the warrior dieth, His comrades of the war, With arms reversed and muffled drums, Follow the funeral car: They show the banners taken; They tell his battles won, And after him lead his masterless steed, While peals the minute-gun. |